Verse One:
First things first I poppa freaks all the honies
Dummies playboy bunnies those wantin money
Those the ones I like cause they don't get Nathan…
Do you remember the last time that you saw a family member, loved one or friend? Do you recall the last time that you saw their face and the last time that you interacted with them before they passed on?… I do. Driving into the plantation (work) for another day of picking cotton to earn a living, I was suddenly taken back to the last time that I saw my father, my mentor and my Fraternity Brother alive and well. I have a mental snap-shot captured of that very moment in time.
Life and death is quite a precarious situation… you’re here one moment in time… the next moment in time, you are not. You never know when the last time will be when you see someone, that is why it is imperative to let someone know how you feel about them while they are still among the living. Life is not to be “taken for granted”. After a loved one passes and you are forced to deal with that mental snapshot of them still being here… when you peruse your cell phone and see their phone number in it, knowing that you will never again be able to dial that number, or you see their email address knowing that you will never again see an email from them pop up and anxiously access it to see what it is, or be able listen to the vibrancy of their voice as you listen to a voice mail that was left by them when you were able to reach out and touch them if you wanted to, to give them a hug, or a kiss… one last kiss, or even to look at their face and study every feature of it one more time.
Because of at times taking things for granted I have adopted the mantra… “No grudges, no regrets for life is indeed much too short.”
First things first I poppa freaks all the honies
Dummies playboy bunnies those wantin money
Those the ones I like cause they don't get Nathan…
Do you remember the last time that you saw a family member, loved one or friend? Do you recall the last time that you saw their face and the last time that you interacted with them before they passed on?… I do. Driving into the plantation (work) for another day of picking cotton to earn a living, I was suddenly taken back to the last time that I saw my father, my mentor and my Fraternity Brother alive and well. I have a mental snap-shot captured of that very moment in time.
Life and death is quite a precarious situation… you’re here one moment in time… the next moment in time, you are not. You never know when the last time will be when you see someone, that is why it is imperative to let someone know how you feel about them while they are still among the living. Life is not to be “taken for granted”. After a loved one passes and you are forced to deal with that mental snapshot of them still being here… when you peruse your cell phone and see their phone number in it, knowing that you will never again be able to dial that number, or you see their email address knowing that you will never again see an email from them pop up and anxiously access it to see what it is, or be able listen to the vibrancy of their voice as you listen to a voice mail that was left by them when you were able to reach out and touch them if you wanted to, to give them a hug, or a kiss… one last kiss, or even to look at their face and study every feature of it one more time.
Because of at times taking things for granted I have adopted the mantra… “No grudges, no regrets for life is indeed much too short.”
Chorus:
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance…
Verse Two:
She's sick of that song on how it's so long
Thought he worked his until I handled my biz…
As much we would all like to hope, pray or think that there is more after we are gone to make us feel better about death as well as our own mortality, since no one has ever come back to let us know any different, the only definitive thing we know is the finality of death… once someone has passed, we will never again see them on this earth again. (and be honest, if you were to see someone known to be deceased, it would scare the holy crap out of you... Am I right?)
We have all been conditioned to think that there is “something else”, no matter what you may choose to call it, that makes us feel better about the finality of death and our own mortality. However, when I was at the funeral of my fraternity line brother and his wife (yeah, a double funeral) looking down at his paper machete looking remains, for the first the first-time, I begin to wonder… What if?... As much as I would like to think otherwise… What if? What if, there was “nothing else”… What if, once our life force has exited our physical bodies… that’s it… one and done. The very thought of that much more morbid possibility that we can discuss rhetorically, wish upon and pray to eternity about, but ultimately is one of the many questions that no one knows the answers to, although self-“anointed” messiahs that have all of the answers to all of life’s questions, can (for a small fee) tell you what they think and what you may want to hear.
Chorus:
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance…
So, what's it gonna be? Him or me?
We can cruise the world with pearls, gator boots for girls
The envy of all women, crush linen
Cardea wrist-wear with diamonds in em
The finest women I love with a passion…At one point we seem to think that time is a constant, not moving or barely moving, but we later see it for the variable that it is… When we are younger it seems as if it takes a lifetime to get to our birthday, July 4th, Thanksgiving, Christmas or any special event at the start of the year that we may look forward to. However, later in life (for me it was around the age 27) it begins to come into view like when you are in a vehicle and when you look out of the front window and it appears that you may not be going that fast, but when you look out of a side window you see the scenery whooshing by at top speed. The continuum of time is steadily rapid and can not be altered by any of us.
The finest women I love with a passion…At one point we seem to think that time is a constant, not moving or barely moving, but we later see it for the variable that it is… When we are younger it seems as if it takes a lifetime to get to our birthday, July 4th, Thanksgiving, Christmas or any special event at the start of the year that we may look forward to. However, later in life (for me it was around the age 27) it begins to come into view like when you are in a vehicle and when you look out of the front window and it appears that you may not be going that fast, but when you look out of a side window you see the scenery whooshing by at top speed. The continuum of time is steadily rapid and can not be altered by any of us.
Regardless of what you are told, no one here has all of the answers. Life (as we know it) is for the living. As Milton who in Paradise Lost wrote, "The mind is its own place and in itself can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven." For many on this earth, this life is a heaven and for the masses this life is indeed a living type of “hell” enduring the purgatory of poverty, starvation, existing (not living) in war zones and the insidious nightmares of “ethnic cleansing” and genocides, the ravages of which most of us could not imagine in our worst nightmares.
For all that we know, there are no “do overs”… However, to see the face of a friend or loved-one I would love to have “One more chance, give me one more chance”… I would love to have just one more chance.
2 comments:
Which it why it helps to answer the phone. You never know what that person wants (or needs) on the other end. Maybe they want to be talked out of doing something they might regret. Maybe they need advice and counsel concerning their spouse. Or, maybe they want to share news with you. Don't be a contradiction because you may never get 'one more chance'.
I agree whole heartedly!!!! Mista Accurate. After doing that to often why should there be an expectation to come out of the cave and see people waiting with open arms. We need nurturing to!! You have to give a little to get a little. Great communication, nurtures stronger relationships. It helps with greater understanding of each other, it gives clarity to misconcieved notions that happens all to often in our daily lives, and it facilitates growth, and love whether its with man, woman or child. It helps :)
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