wasatch front
dame d.o.l.l.a.
reminiscing on the days i ain't know what was ahead
what i gotta do to make sho the family fed
staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
far away from home and feeling so alone
a boy amongst men i ain't even wear cologne
the jazz up the road i wanna play for jerry sloan
got to college me and mama had to setup the dorm
shortly after got the first tat on my my upper arm
hit the volley ball game yea that welcome was warm
she crying driving off time to weather the storm
first day i stumbled in teacher hand us the syllabus
i'm dame from east oakland i don't know if i'm feeling this
the notice the temperament right away
wonderin if i should stay
in my heart i know that this the right move for nicer pay
they ask me dame how ya classes
but nothin serious enough to make me late for practice
i'm jumping on the shuttle
he said if you on time that mean you late you better hustle