Reason for the Seasons

It’s a sign of the times

When a 9-5

Becomes a line that you sign

At the five and dime

Then the rhyme is divine

So you find the time

Put the work in the surf

And you ride the vibe.

When the tide is high.

Then we hit the glide

Smile back like a Mac

When she dip I slide.

Burks on the turf

And the biscuit fine.

Puttin’ work on the serve

And we eating right.

Cheese and rice.

Gloss on my cross like Jesus wife.

Die before I rise

For a demon life.

See me right.

Even when I’m wrong

Odd I see the light.

Be the fight.

Reason for the seasons

Is ta see at night.

Series of mistakes

Got the Beamer sight.

Never tote a strap

My silver serpent snipes.