I make beats, I make beats, I make beats
And she fly and she sing like birds in the trees and its
And its hard cause I'm trynna be free
But she frequently matching my frequency yea
Step back red flag can't read her
White flag, give in need to see her
And I crash when she back in my ether
Coward away when i know I should be seeking it
But jeez yea, I'm in two spaces
I make fun of myself facetious
And its hard when you breaking to pieces
Got me spaced out
So come back to earth
Before you get hurt
You're breaking your promise to put you first
You lack the power, when you feel the urge
You play her song just to learn all the words
What's so wrong with being fearful
So wrong with needing time
So wrong with thinking I
Should let the feeling die
Is it wrong to keep it playful
When hurricanes arise
Or maybe it'd be wise
To let the feeling die
Let the feeling die