I cherished time walking through Cherry Blossoms,
And when it is to turn pink, it’s mind-blowing.
It’s like a pink rug situated on both sides in Kyoto,
Experiencing the Promised Land while having Cotto.
I love observing the farmland plowing,
The fields appreciate him by bowing.
I am dismayed at the strangers who see me trespass,
Imagine them complaining so fast to the gran who owes the meadow.
Envisioning her catching me while I'm passing through her swath,
She solicits me if I'm trying to display this as my path.
Visualizing my agitation after I get busted,
Then the old wrinkled gran will make me entrusted.
For sure assign me to babysit the offspring,
I’ve to make him feel like a king,
Oh God! I cannot envisage it!
We made an oath
To stick to the code
We raised ourselves
Caught up on the block
It’s called a trap
Lives up to the name
Eric
Lefty
Peca
Jay
Just a few of the guys
We fought
We laughed
We cried
I lived they Died
Cotto
Noah
Siso
James
Just a few of the guys
The axons keep churning
In my troubled mind