Yoña Days with Nate

Sun rising slow over Yoña’s fields

Memory lane spinning back the reels

Me and my brotha, barefoot on the court

Swishing hoops, laughing till our voices got hoarse

Palms sway high, the breeze calls our name

We young kings in our homegrown game

Oh, Nate and I, island boys for life

Porch dreams under the Southern sky

From slam dunks to midnight video fights

We ride together through day and night

Yoña Days, yeah, they never die

Controllers in hand till the A.M. hour

Mama calling out for a midnight shower

Backyard sweat, heavy bags in flow

Trading jabs, we’re learning how to grow

Palms sway high, the breeze calls our name

We young kings in our homegrown game

Oh, Nate and I, island boys for life

Porch dreams under the Southern sky

From slam dunks to midnight video fights

We ride together through day and night

Yoña Days, yeah, they never die

Now time rolls on but the roots hold strong

From kids with big hearts to where we belong

Through sunshine and rain, you my bro on the way

Memories deep as the Pacific bay

Oh, Nate and I, island boys for life

Porch dreams under the Southern sky

From slam dunks to midnight video fights

We ride together through day and night

Yoña Days, yeah, they never dieSo here’s to us in the Yoña light

Brothers forever, everything’s alright