"Back to Papaw's" or "Rooster's Crow" Intro (Spoken Word Feel) Yo... they said maybe... maybe it was just a thought in my head... But nah, I'm diggin' deep, tryin' to find the me I left unsaid. Way back when... little kid hangin' with the pops, you know the name... Papaw... yeah, Papaw used to take the blame. Verse 1 (Slow Beat Begins, Bassline Drops) Good or bad, didn't really matter in his hand, man. Found my peace right there, in that promised land. The rooster's crow in the yard, like puttin' on the gloves, That's the kind of grit I learned, fueled by his loves. Every time I rose, every single dawn, Nothin' but pure love in my heart, carryin' on. Yeah, I loved the roosters, that fearless call, Loved the crow that echoed, standin' ten feet tall. Verse 2 (Beat Continues, More Rhythm) I remember back then, when that lesson came down, The razor strap stingin', all over town. Earned it every time, for the things I would do, Thought I was a man, but a child's mind broke through. Thought he was askin' light, but I knew what they meant, That discipline, that pressure, a message heaven-sent. Had to know the line, where wrong and right collide, No room for confusion, nowhere to hide. Verse 3 (Slightly More Introspective) They went away angry, then they came back and cried, And that hurt me deeper, than the welts deep inside. More than the extra slap, that look in their eye, That's when I learned 'bout family, way up high. Yeah, family appreciation, etched into my soul, These are the stories that make me whole. Outro (Beat Fades Slightly, Spoken Word Again) So yeah... back to Papaw's... back to that solid ground... Where love and lessons echoed all around. The rooster's crow... the sting of the strap... it all connects... The foundation of who I am... no regrets. Okay.
