I had a dream I fought three bears and that I wasn't awfully scared
Bare fists clenched as the beasts stare at my unwavering glare
And I woke up to the sunshine and a fear that I slept past nine on a day of education
Pre calculus severs my painless vibe
I'm always late to my creation of a cuddie who won't hide
Lil calm buddy of six feet who mistreat a beat, and why?
Only God knows why the wind that I blow out
Is less like an answer
And more like a dope cloud
I am not a dancer
Baby, I'm a DJ
Allah puffs whispers and I translate what he say
Don't take my word for it, my brain is in a corset
Manipulated by modesty, mind games that I can't forfeit
What the f*ck do you know about God?
Same as you, nothing, so let me talk odd
I left the penjamin in Miami, received a Benjamin with no rhyme
Sent my kin no Grammys to see if they would save the time
By not opening packages of whack shit
Hey mom
The sentiment is puppet strings, a loser wasting foolish time
Perspective is another thing, Stephen King would say "don't lose the shine"
What the hell are we doing with our stupid lives?
Good questions, baby
Maybe I'm crazy
Good questions, baby
Maybe we're crazy
My girl looks at me like I'm Jesus
And lord have mercy, that tears me to pieces
I love her like no other but that weight is heavy
An overflow of standards in my pampered little levy
Spoiled rotten by her questions, I answer but I'm probably guessing, a manner that was chose by blessings
The candor is so refreshing
Enough about me, I've talked too much
In a sentimental mood, channel the gentle Duke touch
In a song or two before I bring it back to hoes and money
In a space of modal humming, from a place where it's cold and sunny
It's AddieSteri, dummy