Stand - Illogic

Take a seat, we need to speak about your actions as of late

It seems you’ve lost yourself

And I now wanna search for fate

There’s no debate

How can you equate happiness to making ripples in that lake of flames you create

Every time you search your mind you find ways to down my matriarch

Full of yourself just because you’re the patriarch?

I’m making art, and you’re making a mess

Of the time this family has left in the flesh

Whoa, hold up, now let’s wait a minute, son

From where is this coming from?

What are you saying?

Are you attacking my behavior?

What’s done is done, and I’ve done what is what

I’m not trying to get defensive but I don’t understand the question

Well you’re posing as a man of care and love

Held for years, now I feel the tears that pierce my heart

As spears from my mom’s eyes catapulted my anger as taunted time flies

But time is iniquitous, it’ll fall soon enough

Hopefully before that you’ll wake up

And break from the mental makeup, handcuffs

This is no bluff, no game, I’m not playing

See the straight face?

Yeah I can read the straight face

Then I hope this makes you see how blame tastes

Well wait, wait, let me get this straight

The child that I’ve created is debating the food I’ve got on my plate?

Have you had the chance to taste the seasoning sprinkled about my thinking

And reasoning for how I keep on keeping on?

How you what?

Keep on looking outside Mom for pleasure?

How you keep on behind life’s beat by one measure?

Not caring that you’re walking down a path of endless laughs

Glad to be in last place, encased in the lower moral class?

I don’t see how you can be content

To be part of family history as an unsympathetic low-life of strife fueling you

I’m not hearing you: you’re a man, I’m a man

Go find yourself a woman and a piece of land

Leave me to stand

«You feel like a man?

Huh?

Maybe you could stop hating me to bring your mother

back?

Maybe we can start being father and son again now, huh?»

«You ain’t my father.»

Yeah I’ll leave you, but not to stand, cause you’re conceited

Thinking the planet revolves around your way of thinking

Sinking into the quicksand of drinking and fornicating

It’s so amazing how many you love gets a plays in

Is that what this is about?

Yo, I love your mom, and I’ll love her till the day the universe breaks

And the earthquakes take away all the birthdays

On top of that, I’ve broken my back and succeeded

And given my people everything my people needed

In fact, the only thing to suffer from my selfishness was myself

And my own mental health

My bones, my heart, my pride, and my right to find my truth

And the mistakes I didn’t get to make as a youth

Yeah, you must be makin' up for the mistakes now

Cause you’re making a whole hell of a lot of them

Your pride needs to be swallowed down

To the pits of digestion

I’m guessing on my little brothers you don’t want to leave a good impression

So I’m stressin' that I take responsibility for my actions

And don’t run from 'em

How can someone not respect a human prospect that comes from 'em

This is not a form of disrespect: it is what it is

I’m just trying to find the shadows that my travels happened to miss

I’ll tell you what, when you’ve seen and smelled the scents I’ve been dealt

When you wear the pants and the belt

And when you finally find the patterns to yourself

Maybe then and only then maybe then you can pretend to help

But see, I’ve found my self-worth

I’m trying to help you find yours

I’ve trudged through this garden’s marksman

And knee-high apple-cores parallel my face to the floor, day after day

Until I made up in my mind that I was going to have to find my way

I’m trying to say that I’ve been through a lot

Maybe not as much as you

But I probably didn’t take as much for me to wake up

True indeed, you’re my father, but fathers also need counsel

So take criticism, listen before givin', and swallow that mouthful

Well the poison doesn’t flow that far from the flower

You’ve got your own thorns to regret and be proud of

I understand your questions, your skepticism and anger

But sometimes there’s no right or wrong answer

Well of course not!

Cause in this life, change is the only constant

I’m just trying to understand why you baby yourself in nonsense

Check the content

You’re a man, and I’m a man

Go find a woman and a piece of land

Leave me to stand