THE WATCHER Video (MV)

Mind over asphalt
Somebody got popped
Now his thoughts on the sidewalk
What a sad thought
Lot of talk
But they know not
What they talk about
In and out the house
Like a sneaky little spouse
I might die for some sins today,
I might give em what they want
It be all okay
See my reach is getting larger
As my circle seem to shrink
Imma product and an author
I supply just what they need,
Everybody wanna act like they know,
I'd rather act like I don't, you know
No Oh
Funny how we all change,
But never really though,
Here to divide the reals from the fakes like west-world
You could be my best girl,
Or you could be stress girl,
We could complicate it
Or just keep it at sex girl,
I promise that i'm honest
If i'm not than it's f*ck me
And even if I am,
Then it still be the same thing,
You lost me,
Somewhere in the, sky
A product of the bliss
Because everybody dies but not everybody lives
They askin who is I
I tell em just like this,
That siyla live his life
According to no script,
Now watch me flip
Watch me flip
Boom Bip
With the shit
Got the whole world in my palm and I swish swish swish
It ain't about a dollar
It don't make sense
Sense sense
I'll put your,
Mind over asphalt
Somebody got popped
Now his thoughts on the sidewalk
What a sad thought,
Lot of talk,
But they know not,
What they talk about,
Nobody really knows what they talking about