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[Verse 1] Gotta be intentional, gotta have a reason Some say they love the city for the change of seasons I don't need the winter anymore, I gotta mention I have intention, I don't need for you to mention A lotta people say they got some haters that's against 'em I don't believe it, if you can't join 'em, beat 'em If you get a pet, you gotta walk 'em and you feed 'em When you come into the door, you gotta pet 'em when you greet 'em Candlelight California rеstaurant, October I was sittin' with Elaine, she's lookin' likе a Bud poster And the candlelight flicks, she looked exactly like Jeules That moment I remembered, she asked "Kenny, was I'm cool?" I spaced out, I hadn't touched the salad Second dish came, tenderized with a mallet Pickleball tourny, best players in the nation Asked did I wanna come, make it a little vacation Fifth year in a row, and she'd normally go with Sophia She really missed Elaine every day if she doesn't see her She cried before she left, wanted a bottle of her breath She dresses like medieval, covers her hair in a net Couple girders tied purple, wool vest So many phone calls and at least ten texts It's very rude, not giving people their space She has to focus on the tournament, some of these teams are great [Bridge] Some time to think [Verse 2] Magic kiss, lips bright, reminisce, then rhymed Optimism in the air, the Bears just got a lineman I saw a pic of my pops at fourteen Mustache was in my dream, but it was only Halloween Father was a teen in a high school costume dance team Always had that dad had a stache, bigger than the movie Splash Built to last like new roofs and basement glass When I worked at Empire, I could serve the steps fast At forty, mother met father again Named the fella Tonya, Tonya, Carol, and Gwen Years passed, I'm thirty six and he's ten Way past the teachers, but he still has gym Playing capture the flag, dodgeball, and he's fast Never thought years passed, he'd owe people in Sibley cash [Bridge] Time to think [Verse 3] I see Elaine 'cross the flame on a candle She got a big game tomorrow, but she's relaxed like a sandal Tell me an opinion on today's new scandals I can dribble like Hardaway, you're nervous with your handle Throwaway rhymes for some really great times Hit further than Glenallen, more descriptive than a mime 'Cause I'm different on the mic, switch gears like a bike Glidin' like Scottie Pippen in the air with Flights 'Cause my flow's airtight, champion in Girbaud On the mound like Mike Harkey with my hat rocked low If I was an animal, I'd be as smart as a crow But I'm a human, of course, I light it up like a torch RIP to Jeulie, had me all outta sorts In a Fiero or a Porsche, on the bus or the L In a condo or in an apartment across the street from the Shell You could be livin' in Hell, you could be free as a bird You could be trapped in your mind from the next man's word [Verse 4] Get some rest, okay? And never trust someone bein' too nice Too perfect, too heroic, appropriate as a bowl of rice Got a whole suit set from someone you just met Story about Acapulco and how he got there on some jet How 'bout a cruise, or a couple pairs of Gucci shoes? Every single story, the frame is that you never lose All the time, like you invented lemon-lime Or Balenciaga is a good personal friend of mine Craziest stories that you hear up in the drop line Like a couple racks for a ball cap and that's just fine Not a big deal, every day eatin' eel I think that's what got Ajai in trouble It made him steal from his wife There's a whole new life He lives in my old building, the one with the hot pipes And the rugs, saw him walkin' slower than a slug I had my friend drop a rap off in the building's mail hub Before he left, hadn't seen him since my Jeulie messed Hopefully he cheers up, I wish Ajai the best In that building, after all, is where I was my lowest Shaved off the stache, took me decades to grow it But I'm back, got the Girbaud and sock hat Peace to Virgil, everything moves in a circle