Fell and Found Love Video (MV)

This is light orchestrating in time moves
The rhyme moves
In mysterious ways, a divine mood
I'm fine, mood-swinging into Cadillac
Drive lanes
It's hard to explain what I see when I find things
A little less than ordinary
Over extraordinary equations
Would you rather wine over raisins

Or whine over raising the level of expectations of genius
More active interactions of scenius
What I mean is
Just being ever present in presentations of motion
The Earth Wind Fire 'Devotion', w/ a potion
That's potent to split up the earth's seas
Then balance on a thread like the strum of the first 'G'
And poingant as 'first, see...' as leading up dissonance
The cognitive + listening to all the dissidents
The reminiscing over instances of particulates
As I penetrate the demonstration in my articulate

Well written speech-word forming, yeah, it activates
Now how do I co-habitate with all of these accolades
I just act, like I'm everything that I've ever made
And skim it like it's TL/DR, over Everglades
In every shade of crocodile leather, I grin more
Till I'm toothless
A ruthless compassionate contradiction of truthness
And who's this saying my qualifiers to do this
Exist in different levels of 'who' ness

Peruse this.
Give me back your edits + clean takes
While I plot, to reset the fracture of clean breaks
In three shakes turn around and kiss at the sun space
And wonder what would happen if we dropped out of one, race-positioning
A christening of children from inner being entrapments
A backlist of karmic conceptual reenactments
Cuz back when
It took me like five sessions of practice
To fully open up + relax this

I asked this.

Do you know where you going to
Are you happy with the destination
Route that you're going through
While looking at the maps ETA
That it's showing you
Arriving then maneuvering through people ignoring you while you pay attention
That's admission, but not to mention the opposition conjured
When the spirit you doubted becomes a composition
And now it's speaking in sonnets
And all that haunted you is screaming back at you but in patois, hot as scotch bonnets

So are you honest?
With self, at least a little bit
If not, well, should probably consider it
While getting better literate
In reading the legislature of self
'Cause you gotta love the story of you
For better health
Lobby for a new constituent concert
An audience of god's work
Mixed with a large smirk
And skip to my lou
Through the valley of shadows
Into the new
Yellow bricks shining bright
To the lightness, of being you