Kanye West // Roses
Hey chick, I’m at a lost for words.
What do you say at this time?
Remember when I was nine?
Tell her everything gone be fine?
But I’d be lying, the family crying.
They want her to live, and she trying.
I’m arguing like what kind of doctor can we fly in?
You know the best medicine go to people thats paid.
If Magic Johnson got a cure for A.I.D.S.,
And all the broke muthafuckers past away.
You tellin me if my grandma was in the N.B.A.
Right now she’d be ok?
But since she was just a secretary working for the church for thirty five years things sposed to stop right here.
My grandfather tryin to pull it together, he’s strong.
That’s where I get my confidence from.
One of my favorite Kanye tracks.
So instead of sending flowers, we the roses