FLOWERS AT MY FEET Video (MV)

I told my dad I'd get me one, be a good son, bring a Grammy to his doorstep, said maybe finally then
I'd be someone
I guess it could be worse, I could be laying in hearse, my obituary laying in somebody's
Pathetic purse

Don't you understand the irony of my parents' whole life laying inside a hearse
Y'all don't get it, all the tears that I weep, you would think the Splash Bros. came through
For a sweep
That's why I try so hard, cause I remember when finding a will to live was hard, when

My heart was scarred, I was almost robbed of the gift of life to get your Christmas
Card
And now my mind is in shock, at the revelation that H-T-T could have been laying with rocks
I think to the days that I had them, no one batted an eye, I guess at the end of the day them atoms don't really Matter
What I look like giving up now, with my hands on a crown, I had to pick myself up too many
Times to lay on the ground
I see that beautiful life again, and I know that I've truly been freed from the lion's den

So again, I pick up my pen, and with my eyes I see the devil stalking, pieces of my broken
Heart stab my feet, but I keep walking, cause I hear God talking, saying that I've come
Too far from hell to stop walking

Cause a little pain don't mean nothing, in the grand scheme, cause when I see the heaven
Gates, I know what it all means
Just a trial, for a young king, watch the clouds, cause one day, I'ma reign supreme
I see my grandma in coffin, so yeah I've seen some things, that ain't right

I ain't get my knowledge off of the spoon, I licked it, off for a knife
I sit back at my throne, blood on my hands, you just know that my passion, can't be measured
In grams, instead by how many grams, I take to my grave, and give to my gram
For real

I'm off