Oh, what a famous French press.
Lighting L to alleviate the head stress.
My emotions roll over like the head rests.
On a plane, I connected under sunsets.
Start a rhyme for the time I got nothing left.
Mom screaming, time beaming, gotta make the best.
How this holiday weekend would have success.
I'm not high this evening, what an upset.
Which flight will get me lifted where the sun rests?
Time zones don't know if she up yet.
Google, drone, metrophone, what's the subset?
Find it out on your location, what is upstats?
I'm just kidding for the moment, maybe not yet.
Chetty's chasing your reflection, so eternal yet.
She was mountainous like Denver,
it's cold inside this rental.
Oh, how you in November?
Hug me tighter in the winter,
sweater, slushes, touch of linen, finally burning on your shoulder.
You remember?
That our life is all worth living,
even in times of forgiveness,
It hurts to be so close,
seeing you on within December
Without your favorite nigga,
Bob could probably paint the pictures
Flowers on your windows because you're my favorite art
You're my canvas, you're my hearts On this tablet I forgot
All this love from the start has got me thinking of this
Since we are apart
Never,
never,
ever,
never,
you haven't met someone like him.
With this poppin fam ready for the world tour
Show me two options so I had to take the third door
Had to take some time to analyze what really hurts more
Faking from a nine to five of being poor and going for it
Some say I'll be without but time is really all we have
Walking round hazy vision living in the time lapse
Where you were never meant for that I admire mama's span
Her life's on my end by your man's conducive to aspire
And she's ironclad from life's strike she fires back
Ringing despite my dad's absence,
so why admire that?
I got my CDs,
my T's, and my flyers packed This is for my young lads and those who loved
my prior acts Loved me with the 2010 hit to rap style,
and that cathartic Middle class aggression once expressed the
wack Guitar riffs too profound,
leave a passerby So astounded, why this kid lost his * in the parking lot?
A target man is deeper than that And this ain't for the niggas who would tweet
before act this is for my people out of reach of relief can't speak so they rap
but the tongue-tied young minds are seeking to got holding on to they sanity
while we're preaching our sentiments of love and humanity while I can't see the
evidence been to the ringer of self-doubt and depression it ain't a
preference I hope they hear me cuz I'll be a tell em I'm mad
To reassess your weaponry,
keep it in balance,
try to have a good time,
treat yourself with things that sound, you'll be just fine.
Time elapsed,
it's more than mere disturbance,
it helps you learn to use the line.
To reassess your weaponry,
keep it in balance,
try to have a good time,
don't forget to be yourself,
you'll be just fine.