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mc crae - late night stroll lyrics

[intro]
i’m a i’m a i’m a good man
i’m a i’m a i’m a good man
i’m a i’m a i’m a good man
i’m a i’m a i’m a good man

[verse i]
the night was july 27th, in gatlinburg, tennessee
thought about what i had thought about before before i went to sleep
if i had met the man who said that loving himself was complicated
what would i say if he and i had had a conversation
that night that false reality had turned into a dream
but seems it wasn’t between just him and me
it appeared as if our tandem had gained some extra members
one of which, ironically, my father he resembled
the fourth, of course, had the fourth on “blb”
why he wore sungl-sses in the dark he wouldn’t tell me
there we were standing in a dark alleyway
it was chilly the opposite of a typical cali day
the orange light shined behind his nappy hairdo
i didn’t say a word, not because i wasn’t scared to
the pair of two ahead of us were greatly amused
and the vision of this division had caused me to be confused
here we had a man whose occupation was hip-hop
discussing and smiling with a man whose love for music is not
compatible with mine we battled back and forth react contorted
only homie that we know to be b-mping is robicheaux together
back to the matter at hand
the artist became my old man’s number one fan
d-mn
contrarily eye opening
i waited and wanted the “i” on his head to turn towards me
but the conversation carried on for twenty minutes
only thing that i could tell was felt in me was jealousy
it was propelling me i tuned off jay rock
as we walked across the city bridge

[verse ii]
the night was cold as the shoulder as i gave his partner
we turned around like we couldn’t go any farther
the sight was stars and gunshots in the distance
unfamiliar sounds to us so we missed them
we returned to the orange lighted gathering
i was so nervous to meet him my teeth were chattering
the scattering trapped inside my mind i try to smile
“hi mr. lamar, my name is mac and you’ve inspired me
to put my thoughts and words to be a rapper”
his mouth opened up a goofy grin
replied with laughter
“i don’t want to spit or an autograph” i told him
“i just want to take your hand i want to hold it and thank you
for reuniting what has stood not united”
gave me a stare he must’ve thought i was psycho
honestly the look he gave i lost some kind of pride oh
felt like i lost some big ceo t-tle
then he showed me grat-tude and promised that he’d see me later
that moment the sun had risen and in tennessee i had wakened

[outro]
he told me
i’m a good man

- mc crae lyrics

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