The sweet and somber pigeon wings,
cant we all recall when MaMa and PaPa,
were the sweet tooth Christmas Ball.
A Picturesque holiday family.
Of course I was small and all i knew was my Grandpa,
But I really didn′t know him at all.

My blood, my cousins my calvary.
A piece of them gone but still I feel them strong,
When I reach for Daivid ′cuz our Grandpa is gone.
I shout out.... I got love for the family.
My Mother′s a daoll and my Father can stop any brawl,
Pucker up I′d like to kiss you all.

Open your eyes... a new song ′cuz the family′s wrong,
So don′t lecture me.
But as far as I can see,
the stepmom, yeah the widow′s palm is what′s
crushing me,
and this family.
Beyond my time
I′s beyond my time