I don't want to fight the feeling how else would I know what's there
Mother f*ckers talk a lot of shit but they just unprepared
I been up and out my head
Say a lot when I get scared
Watch out for the over head
Getting closer to the edge
Contemplating bout the glimpse of sights that I would do again
Losing track of time
It last a little longer with pen
Elevated syphoning
Damn this shit be frightening
Always had this shit on John Locke like the enlightenment
Change up my environment
I be in lion's den
I came out this world with no resistance to entitlement
F*ck would I be doing if I woke up to some vitamins
Nobody gon tell me nothing
I push the button
Deliver us from evil while I make my own percussion
We was posted in this bitch like hey proceed with caution
I ain't like no f*cking quarter back I don't got options
Trying find one thing that me and you gon have in common
Working on the physical copy
One day they'll auction
Metal fingers cross hand
Why your kicks soften
Quit talkin
Gold chains like pollen
The sky's falling
I need all the stars blessings the shining
They steady calling