Cassius Thompson - Desert Oasis

Take two, if I had a lil' love
Yes ma'am, that's right

But I ain't done shit here
I got an old soul but I ain't got an old ear
So this time its bold so the message hit clear
If we had a lil' love, maybe George still here
Maybe Travyon would've passed college, and shared the knowledge
But its looking like a Jackson Pollock, it's so chaotic
It should Be, Common Sense with Ye, and not exotic
We been hearing way too many nays, it's like narcotics
Cause them kids numb to death, and I ain't talking bout meth
Talking numb to the sound, if you blink, it make you deaf
Seeing visions of yourself reaching back for the health
You don't know if it's more really left on the shelf
But it hum way too close for comfort and miss yo number
Unless the feds right on yo bumper, another blunder
So it's said, the taser ain't shooting out no lead
Mama shouldn't have to put her own kid in the bed
In the dirt, go to work right now, we need action
Love by itself sure ain't no satisfaction
That's why it takes much more than just the passion
And when it start to fade, what's stopping any fractions
And though the worst case gone, who says it really is
Maybe first pass the baton, then keep it in the biz
I mean, shit, only if we use the Visine
Before ingredients are changed for a cheaper option, it seems

It is what it is and it ain't what it ain't
Just know that a nigga been waiting on a drink
Why though? Ask the question when? Way before the brink
Tryna grow, keeping love and loyalty in sync
Seems it is what it is and it ain't what it ain't
Those ain't automatically in sync
Keep it easy if I choose, but inside I know I can't
No I can't afford to lose, spread that love once again, ahh man

But I ain't done shit here
I got an old soul but I ain't got an old ear
So this time its bold so the message hit clear
If we had a lil' love, then Breonna still here
Maybe Sandra could've took the selfie while living healthy
But they laid her on the floor, filthy, thinking they stealthy
Top crooks getting more wealthy, the amarelle
Truth sour as some old chili, but not ideally
Captain Obvious! Just saying what's on my mind
If we had a lil love, then we'd have more time
Sounding like a broken record, guess the track ain't align
And it veered from the path, or it turned on a dime
Shifted by unknown minds or maybe one intertwined
Feel like divine intervention, terrified it's a sign
Baseline shiver the spine, slowly entered the mind
Even if you in line and trigger finger ain't blind
Crickets

It seems it is what it is and ain't what it ain't
Just know that a nigga been waiting on a drink
Why tho? Ask the question when? Way before the brink
Tryna grow, keep love and loyalty in sync

Written by:
Timothy Boykin

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