The Geoffrey - Oncue

Papa was a Rolling Stone, Papa was a fiend

Mama was my cornerstone, in karma I believe

They say he tryin' to recover, prayin' that he succeed

Can’t forget the past, still pouring outta me

And shit, and better yet, it’s about to be

Let’s reflect on the times we were young and naive

Summers by the creeks, swimming in the water

Hard to see, olly oxen free, belly flopping from a tree

Wanna dream as vivid as I did as a kid

Part of me never jumped, still hanging by a limb

Back then couldn’t dunk, I could barely touch the rim

Now we do shit they can’t touch, they barely reach my shins

Baby look who caught the brand new Nike Airs

He already told you, head of y’all by light years

Said I wasn’t strong enough, guess what?

I’m right here

Sleep on me long enough I become your nightmare

Hook:

This is the story of a boy named Geoffrey

Grew up with blue skies but clouds turned grey when my daddy went and left me,

yeah

Now I’m gonna stand out, I got it all planned out

I’mma do this on my own see I ain’t takin notes I dont want any handouts

I’mma do this on my own like a real man should

Do this on my own like a real man should

Do this on my own like a real man should

Do this on my own like a real man, like a grown man

Like a grown man

Like a grown man

Pack my bags pack my bags motherfucker I’m gone

Tell my friends that I love 'em tell my family hold on

Tell my girl she perfect never did me wrong, but

These kids screaming my name I’m boutta put a song

Stubborn as a mule cause my pride too strong

Think I’m fuckin' cool cause I write cool songs, still

Finding myself where did I go wrong never asked for a dime now my sanity gone

All this pain, misery mines too long I need some therapy that’s why I write you

these poems

Know when you peaced the fuck out it left me stranded

Looked up to the sky and on my feet, I landed

These cuts are deep I don’t take 'em for granted

Not a fool not to recognize a lesson when its handed, so

I grew up moved out, only thing to do now

Finish what I started now they all askin' who now

Who woulda thought though we in the booth & cars

Strung out on different pills fly around and close jaws

Your only shootin' stars motherfuck your pity

I got all I need right here it lives in me

Music is a vessel its gon' grant me my freedom

Life ain’t a sitcom definitely not a rerun

Became my own man, I vowed I’mma be one

So fuck a father figure shit, I don’t even need one

Person 1 «Here ya go.»

Person 2 «What?

what is this?»

Person 1 «Its called a Geoffrey, bit of this bit of that

Person 2 «Why the fuck is it called a Geoffrey?»

Person 1 «Cause, who could be scared of a Geoffrey?

Person 3 «Yeah Geoffrey’s just this nice bloat from down the road isn’t he?»

Person 2 «What's wrong with you?»

«Hello I’m Geoffrey and I just moved in»