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My live has been likeOne long journey, filled with a lot of ups, and definitely alot of downsCheck itI dedicate this here, to my grandfatherWho passed away earlier this year,At his funeral I ran threw a whole box of tissuesMy tears are dry, but I still miss youAnd I promise that I'll never forget youThese last six bars just made it officialYeah I know he can hear me,Even though he don't speak English, he can understandclearly,What his grandson is trying to express(sigh) It's tough, but I'm trying my bestI remember as a kid just runnin' with him,Every year I would spend a whole summer with him,Visit him in the projects,And he knew I was intrigued by them shiny objectsCuttin' a Rolex out of magazine ad Told me when I grow up, Icould buy one for my dad,So much energy like me quite clever,These are memories I will treasure forever,Every now and then I still shed a tearWalking through Chinatown I feel his spirit in the airLetras de cancionesFor your legacy I go harderTell my kid that your great grandfather was a greatgrandfather,But let me walk you to the timeline Take you back to my popsand moms grindThey both immigrated to this country as teenagers,You know, typical American dream chasers,Immigrating blew up like disco,Heads were movin' from New York and to Frisco,My pops said, "NY, let's go,"This was in the 70's when he used to rock a 'fro,Bell bottoms, pimp hat with the tilted brim,I've seen pictures and I still don't think it's him,Fast forward to '82That's when he met my moms, got married, and had a baby tooThat baby's who? That baby's me, Jin Au-Yeung,My moms was wild young,Only eighteen a senior in high school,When I was eighteen, that was my school,NMB, I'm a Charger for life,I put that on every single bar that I writePicture a young couple, tryin' to get on trackWhat are the options, a restaurant, a laundry mat?So they went with plan A,From that point on, I was at the restaurant every damn dayBut I was only twelve, I just wanted to playWhen my friends would come, I'd give the food away,I know that's bad for business,So I apologize now if it still makes a differenceI guess deep down, I just hated the fact I felt trapped,And that was my way of getting you backI can't go back in time and I hate it But I can't tell youyour hard work is appreciatedSee to the customer, that's just a plate of riceBut to my family, that shit could save a lifeAnd this is more than Chinese food It's a life story of aChinese dudeAnd I ain't come here to tell you what to eat,It's just food for thought over a beatNah, I ain't here to tell you what to eatIt's just food for thought over a beat From Letras Mania