Lyrics:

Where you going?
Where you going?
You, where you going?

I was put in the mix 'bout '86, and ever since I ran from his plans to further man,
Understanding through expansion of mind, heart, body, and soul,
Controlled by the deity of three formed as one,
The son of prodigy, me,
Bonafide, the emcee straight from Tenne... the centre of my location,
The operations, formations, completions,
Franklin, my Mental Releases dime pieces still,
Nashville, Nob Hill where I chill on the real, hitting home,
Ponder the thoughts of all the money spent on useless things I bought,
Afro wigs and Courtney Cox dolls, framed pictures of Richard Moll (Bull),
Robinson's like Holly, so thick you could drive a trolley through my folly,
Part on me, like Dolly, in two halves, same as the Red Sea,
I glimpsed the open hands instead of reprimand that fed me,
Said, "We can journey to places distant and far off,"
Thinking to myself, "First I need to drop my car off."

I'm coming home, Daddy,
Make sure you keep the gate open,
I'm loosened from the worldly pleasure, Daddy,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Meet me outside,
Greet me with your arms extended, Daddy,
I'm coming home,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Make sure you keep the gate open,
I'm loosened from the worldly pleasure, Daddy,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Meet me outside,
Greet me with your arms extended, Daddy,
I'm coming home.

Take an EPT so phat, hope I ain't pregnant to this nasty world,
It would be more entertaining than Cedric,
And I would be dug less, like Frederick, by all my peers,
Purchase maternity gear at Sears,
Succumb to all their jeers and their taunts, shedding tears for all my wants and desires,
Pray to God I'm absent when this world erupts with fire,
Kevin Costner dances with flames, with a dousing Richard Pryor,
Revelation called it: everything gets scalded,
Kicking up dust, who can I trust?
Rush like Paula Abdul, cruel,
This world served me sadness from acting the fool,
My idle mind was a tool used for worldly occupation,
Sleepless nights spent with my knees bent,
Conversations with the upper case requesting strength when
Opposition moved in with plans of ambush and attack at my weakest moments,
Wishing my life could be back under protection of his will, been left for thrills,
Searching for the path to the gate of my crib where my daddy live.

Coming home, Daddy,
Make sure you keep the gate open,
I'm loosened from the worldly pleasure, Daddy,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Meet me outside,
Greet me with your arms extended, Daddy,
I'm coming home,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Make sure you keep the gate open,
I'm loosened from the worldly pleasure, Daddy,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Meet me outside,
Greet me with your arms extended, Daddy,
I'm coming home.

The smell of seals, a bird, and a monkey mixed with the stench of junkies best describes my kind of funky, spunky, spastic,
Your life can't be recycled, why you living plastic?
Your insides are all dirty, why does the outside look fantastic?
Devil couldn't wait to get his hands on you,
Conformed you, turned your gold to ormolu,
Now shame on you,
Made a dame of you,
You say, "Whatever," - well, the same to you,
Splitting like an atom, I got things to do,
Do who? You? Me too?
My desires expired, dismissed,
My riches lay in heavenly clenched fists,
Swiss account type interests, no man's hands can touch,
Uncorrupted, with the pureness of innocence and such,
Mindset's not in agreeance with all of my peeps,
Absence of scams for yams numbered in heaps, knee deep,
The cram to understand the faith of this man,
Until then, when comprehension of sin, free lifestyle, loo child,
I'm heading home, where I know it's gonna be easier pleasing you, Daddy,
I'm coming home,
I'm headed home, Daddy,
I'm coming home.

I'm coming home, Daddy,
Meet me outside,
Greet me with your arms extended, Daddy,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Make sure you keep the gate open,
I'm loosened from the worldly pleasure, Daddy,
I'm coming home, Daddy,
Meet me outside,
Greet me with your arms extended, Daddy,
I'm coming home.