Tryne keep my head and my money up, feeling like I might get violent.
In a world where hope is a sucker punch, can I fight back with a light touch?
Love my girl for her mind and her bubble butt, with the gold touch like Midas,
But I struggle to exist with the upper crust, chains on my wrists like Silas.
My Isis, mother of my child, she's a subtle drug, keeping me alive giving guidance.
Imma take it all in like a shutter bug, keep her in my sight like the Silence.
Watch her from the front and the back, see we double up, come a long way since blind lust.
Still she loves when I squeeze on her honey bun, ride her in the dark like the night bus.
She is the one, holding me down when I need to succumb,
Holding me up when I'm feeling undone, holding me tight she can see when I'm done.
Knowing I might be a leader but frightened I feel her, I cry when I been overrun,
She's by my side when I need her to fight with the reaper her light is like she is the sun.
Imma be on her like Samurai code
Music for the soul like Paradise Road
It ain't black and white like a magpie's coat
But it's sweet as a nut like a Pad Thai bowl.
Light in the dark light cat's eyes,
Couldn't find a flaw if I put her under black light.
And I don't wanna be that guy,
But she makes noise when I press her, like a bagpipe.

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She is what light is to finding your way...
We built this island now I want to stay...

<Verse 2>

Kill for her like Walter White
But I'm Opie now so I'm born to ride.
Like-minded, our thoughts combine, we wanna see change like Shonda Rhimes.
Wanted to die but now I'm all for life, she's a strong-ass woman like Lorelai,
Both like shit from the older times so now we bringing it back like Cobra Kai.
Open eyes and I'm froze in time.
Open thighs and she blows my mind
And I fit just right like a spoken rhyme and we ride the waves like an ocean tide.
I know she's mind but I worry, like
I never wanna lose her, she's my chosen wife.
Feeling her forever when I close my eyes
She loads my mind, I can't lose...loaded dice.
And with our little girl we're home and dry
And our souls survive on overdrive.
I'm staying right here til closing time, when we're old and tired and we're going blind,
You know I'll still clap that like an open mic and she'll be riding me like a motorbike.
Nothing is a given I won't throw the fight
But I'll be loving this woman til my soul expires.

[Chorus]

What light is...

What light is...