This Was All For H.E.R

[Verse]
It all started 'round the age of 12
I was the age of 12
I was left in a daze by the days from before the bells
Hadn't yet known life, I was innocent to her spells
But though the clock tries to tell time, it's definitely the time that tells
We were riding 'round when Jeremiah had turned on the radio
Hot 107.9, Katy Perry was playing, for
You see, Jeremiah likes pop and I've popped him but it's his ears
And mine hadn't had genre preference so whatever way it goes
After Katy Perry played the next phase of my life
It was local favorites and her voice was oh-so-nice
Even Jeremiah gave it up for the real, but all on my mind
Was a Wile E. Coyote blueprint of how I'd make her my wife
Moriah turned 'round to find me with slack jaw, I asked her
Where I could go to find more of this angel on wax
Y'all see, Moriah's the music guru in the family
And she told me "YouTube," I got home and locked myself in my room
Of course, I had to let Jeremiah in so he could sleep
But I went to sleep and all in my dreams was me dancing with shawty
Moving her body like none you've ever seen
Never ever never seen
This ish was love, I mean, it must've had to be
Went to school, was still drooling
Her name was all I knew and her frame was all I'm doodling
Wanted to be french poodling
But I wasn't her only fan, though I was her only stan
But have the school knew her so I would play it cool and that's the plan
Started learning love songs and singing with her in mind
Come to find I had myself a decent pair of pipes
Performing for friends, no family
I'm thinking family would judge
'Cause I idly sang one song in church and they told me, "don't cuss"
I came across this contest for singing a hit you know
If they dug your vibe, you could find yourself in the video
Made my entry with haste, found out 'bout it on the last day
And I still ain't heard a reply, not even to this day
But I was dissatisfied singing of someone else's love
And my English teachers always told me in class I ain't suck
So I picked up a pencil and paper and wrote a couple poems
And I don't know if you can feel a draft but, well, they were rough
But enough was enough, so I persevered, kept it up
Took what I could but left enough for another brother to follow
You follow me?
Tough-to-swallow soliloquy willing, but back to the scene
I was starting to ball like Rondo or 'Ronto
To wreck like raptors and, in this chapter, decided
That I would no longer fight it
I had a pair of pipes and I needed to shine the light, I
Had a pair of pipes and the sparks had to be ignited
I would put out one tape and you'd never hear me use my gift
Ever again
I would never meet my love, the hope was violent
On my soul when I crushed it
Penned the tape and recorded
Unfortunately, I rushed it
So it sucked and it wasn't that much of nothing
But during the process, I met Ben and Jacob
And it's us three to this day, well, plus Dave
And the 3rd grade crew but they don't count, you see
I found out Ben and Jacob loved her as much as me
And even though we couldn't all have her we bonded so naturally
These two dudes taught me much about music as I've taught you
Thought I'd take the time to thank 'em, so:
Y'all rock, dudes
Got to thinking, told Ben I wasn't digging my tape
And as it turns out, his pops was a roll-n-rock guru
So Ben had the equipment to make a hot new
CD, if you'd seen me, you'd be screaming, cheering loud, too
Ben sent me some beats and I thought of her when I wrote
And we ended up making an EP dedicated to our muse
During this time, I learned that all rap music
Used to be about the love we had for this very same songstress
Every track was a love song, every beat of the heart
But soon it all fell apart, and she was replaced by long checks
Then finally, I sent her the poems and I actually met her
Still hadn't known her name, in fact
Heart skipped a beat then it stopped
Asked her for an autograph, and then a dance, and then her name
Lips locked and she whispered her name:
Hip hop