11am in Maryland

It’s 11am in Maryland as I write this

Called my friend this afternoon, we chatted for a while

You know the Mayans first discovered chocolate

Holiday season, now erry-body drink hot chocolate

Woke up to soda, Nigeria don’t run on Dunkin

It’s a 30 minute drive from Maryland to Annapolis

Put my Coke on the deck and help to put up the masts

Then Captain Delayni smiles and says I can drive the charter

We rarely at the hotel except for breakfast

But them Doubletree cookies been real good, think I’m addicted

Nighttime, drive to the bar, Dad wants crab cakes

Drink my Sprite, vanilla icing girls with cakes pass us

Ginza of Tokyo like flying from the nan

Since we touring Asia, next stop Grace, Mandarin

Save some of that yen for one of these Harbor hotels

All praise to Gaylord, second time we been there

Shoutout to my heart’s home, New York

Coney Island smoke blows to every borough

And someday I’mma visit Manhattan with my bros

Brunch at Pershing Square, buy em “I Love NY” T-shirts

Nobody sleeps, ain’t no beds for the homeless

‘Cept for the concrete steps going up to the jewelry shop

Helicopter rides above the city because I’m above it

Waved at Liberty and her flaming torch burned us

On my last trip to Brooklyn, I remembered

The three hour drives Maryland and back from Mom’s apartment

While she was a pregnant and being a doctor

And can’t forget that year was 2016 elections

 

We’re far from good, not good from far

Nearly 12 miles from that one Annapolis bar

From the top-down screaming, “Remember where it started”

Funny cuz my real life ain’t even started

And the kids just ain’t, alright