[Homeboy Sandman]
It must be the holidays
You called me who you are
Then say love me

[Sample]
It must be the holidays
You hold me here in your arms
And say love me

[Verse 1]
My brother grew up in the projects
He fully never had no prospects
I made a record about how progress is a process but he don't feel the concept
He thinking about the fast money
When I'm gone, he never ask for me
I tell him no gracias to grass, he embarrassed for me
He and the brothers that he hang with
Look at me like I speak another language
My uncle in and out of jail
He always making jokes that I'll be in and out of Yale
And just cause I'm not always in and out of tale
And faithful to my lady maybe I am not a male
I like to say that I don't care
But relatives be not relating to me like I'm weird
At least on holidays I see them once or twice a year
Yeah

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
My sister be going hard though
"I love you but why you still ain't got a car for"
"I live in the city, what I need a car for"
"So people could see you got a car, bro"
Even though I'm always sharing it
Somehow it's like I don't exist if I ain't wearing it
Don't matter if there's no comparing it
It doesn't matter unless everyone is blaring it

My cousin loves to go clubbin'
She loves places if you look broke you can't come in
She got two kids from casual cuttin'
Sometimes black eyes, her shades are not covering
She think putting up with that is how to find a husband
I understand they go through things to which I am not accustomed
But holidays shouldn't be the only time I hug them

[Hook]

How insane
Always looking for what's different instead of seeing what's the same
As far as hip hop, nothings scarier than a two parent household in a middle class area
And don't let you go to school
Unless you on the corner on a on a stool
Recognize that otherwise you best be on the corner with a tool
Or headed toward the corner with your crew
I'm sorry I'm so lucky
I'd take the heat if that would take it off you, trust me
I'm thankful for the times the po nine did not bust me
I know I'm fortunate to recognize that God loves me
You could see that from a mile away
So sometimes it's hard to see the light of day
The justice system and the prisons, man, they gotta wait
Cause I hardly see my families except for holidays