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Parent Me

Json
Track 18 on Growing Pains 
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Parent Me Lyrics

[Hook: J.R.]
Look at my life
Look at my pain
Look at my tears
These tears I shed
I feel so alone, with nobody to talk to
Cause of the days that I spend without you
It's like you're here, but you're gone (but you're gone)
You're here, but you're gone (but you're gone)
It's like you're here, but you're gone (but you're gone)
And you're gone, gone, gone, gone away


[Verse 1: J-Son]
I know you're working, I appreciate your grind
You give me everything I need, but I really want your time (I want your time)
I must confess, it's hard to express how I'm feeling
But I'm growing blocks of bitterness, quickly becoming buildings
Listen, you're never home
To the point to that I don't notice when you're gone
I'm getting older, but I'm growing all alone (I'm all alone)

How can you raise me, without even knowing me?
Everything I do, is just to get you to notice me (I miss you)
Realize, you're the great influence in my life
And you're absence just might be what's ruining my life (you're ruining my life)
I got questions, but we don't talk on the usual
My friends are having sex, and I'm wondering, should I do it too? (What should I do?)

Who should I go to, if you are never there? (Where?)
And if you never ask, will you ever be aware? (Be aware)
You say you care for me, you don't get it apparently!
I'm young and just a child, I need my parent to parent me!
[Hook]

[Verse 2: J-Son]
I know you're hustling (I know), I see you on your grind
You give me everything I need, but I really want your time (I want your time)
I stay in fresh J's, laced in new gear
But I would trade it all, if I'd only have you here

I smell the dope you be blowing, cause it be so potent
Oh yeah, I notice, but you don't think I'm a wanna smoke it? (I wanna blow)

I see your love for the streets, and I want that love too
You taught me to be hard, but you rarely tell me, "I love you" (I love you) (Please love me)
Moms be mad, she always be talking bad about you
But honestly, Dad, I don't think I'll become a man without you

And she be gone, matter of fact she never home
She come into work, and I'm living like I'm already grown
I gotta place to stay, then get ta shop at the mall
But I'll honestly say, I don't have no guidance at all

You say you care for me, but don't know I can barely read
I'm young and just a child, I need my parents to parent me!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: J-Son]
I know you're in Church, I see your love for God (I do)
You give me everything I need, but I really need your time (I need your time)

Your godly life and love for people amazes me
But tell me should the Church take my mom and my dad away from me?

I say this simply, you know a lot spiritually
Involved in ministry, but often, you don't remember me (Remember me?)
You teach the youth and show them how to model and live (Yep)
But at home you've never shown me what the Gospel is (Father I need you)

How can you share with those seem direly hopeless?
Inside I cry, cause we've never cracked the Bible open
And I'm dealing with pressure, and don't know what to do
Know what it's like to be the only Christian in your school?
I bump that 1-1-6, they tell me to live unashamed (I'm ashamed)
But that's hard when those around you are on another thing

You study thoroughly, but don't get it apparently!
I'm a babe in the faith, I need my parents to parent me!
[Hook]

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