Sam - O.C.

Yeah, everyday I see the old man

On the block with some Night Train in his hand

His name is Sam

I’m sure back in the days he had plans

Like any other person who choose to dream

He got that, seventies lean

And though he’s an acoholic he stays clean

Neighborhood niggas we look out

Especially, during summer time when we cook out

Brown bag from the liquor store so he can sip on

I never tell him get lost

Treat the elders with respect when you come across

Never judge a book by the damage that you see on the cover

On the outside, 'cos inside explains a mans outline

Relationship’s about ties

True bond not true lies

So me and old dude talk, one on one

He drop jewels while I listen

Came a time he said «survival is a black mans mission»

Took an account on his life

Who he became was his decision

Saying long ago he was a rich nigga

Prominent in circles

That dealt with honor and virtue

By his name alone he could refer you

That’s what he said so imma take his word as a man

Nodding my head 'cos

I’m convinced of what he saying are confessions

Or call them life lessons

Winter time it’s cold

I see Sam standing in front of the store

Scarf around his neck it’s 40 below

I pull up «Wut up old man»

«Yo what you doing out here»?

It’s freezing, seeing the cold as he breathing

«Yo hop in, take a ride with me»

Knowing he trust and confide in me

We dip off…

All previous conversations

End up a continuation from the last one

Either about life or something funny

Either or at the end of it all

I end up passing him some money

Which is cool on my part helping another man out

But the paper’s not what it’s about

See I was taught about perception

Some hide behind their wealth

And never have an understanding of self

Bet every dollar that they all alone

Worse than so with no place to lay their head at times

So lifes stress I just set aside

Life’s about balance like rotating four set of tires

Sam made it clear for me to recognise

Really we’re not that different

Though we lead two separate lives

It’s things in common that coincide