Sometimes I stare off into the distance
As the sun and wind listen to my mind
Picturesque visions glisten in the midst of all the tension
Unwind with sunrise suspension
Get suspended off your kicks for minute
See the the world as it was meant to be seen son
Get trapped in a freedom that you can one day say you believe
And feel free to feel one with the seas
Flow something like it's breeze
Best things in life are all freebies
Even though things may seem bleak
I still wake up every day like its peachy
I know it isn't easy
Don't think I don't think about it either when the rain pours
Leaving you seemingly defeated
Pick your feet up and carry on
Live out all of your dreams
Yo they say there's no sleep for the weary
Know good Lord is the there all along
Get gone
Skip playing ping pong past against your own wrongs
Play a new song
I know the nights seem long
And the days seem even shorter than before
Time flys, but you can too
Just open up your mind and take flight
See the city glow twenty below
Afloat, on hope's wings
No dro needed
Sowing seeds of growth where the grass ain't always greener
Picking weeds from beneath my tree of knxwledge til' it's clean
Catch me sitting on a dream, both legs overhanging at the knee
Don't plan to hit the floor until I'm somewhere in-between em'
Like door hinges when you're leavin'
Sittin' on the porch peepin' sun rays drift into the evening
Distant stars falling like perished leaves in the season I'm speaking of
Wish, that you could see it how I see it and believe it
Like Ripley's
B ripping beats
Deeper than any sea
Acuvue, vision bigger than the dipper be
Perceive what's rendered to me in twenty twenty
Ever since ninety one
Til' infinity like ninety three
Speak with my tongue on the humble
Getting lost in cloud jungles on the daily
And rarely have the time to find my way
But in a way I don't mind it
Ever since found out time is timeless
Seems like every time you tryna shine somebody's out there tryna blind ya
Contrast the brightness with vivid depictions of realism
Lyrical Millet
Real artistic
Feel sorry for all these stick figure artists caught in the mix
Tryna fit in like mittens
Afflicted by the fiction
Look back at who I've been, as a kid into conniptions
But I'm grown now
Grown out of fitted's, slipping into slick suits instead of Tim boots and parachute pants i'd never fit in
Still a child of Yahweh though
Into grown women now
Someone independent
And down to get it in when life is tryna kick us out this love we rented
Kick it til' the sun drowns behind the clouds
And we're both sitting winded, running wind sprints from now
Leaving imprints for the future
Playing chicken with pretension
Gear shifted from the old him I once was
Heart was showing cold symptoms
But growing's showed me how to help mend a broken one that needed fixin'
This is for the folks that think nobody knows or pays attention
Yo' I gotcha
Don't let nobody stop ya
Life is pain, but gain is high
Heal and hurt at the same time
I learned to be that person
Used to sit and watch planes fly
Pretended they were yeh high, until the night I found out I was right
Beheld the truth that overshadowed my eyes
Set fire to the lies and let the smoke burn high into the sky
Watched it rise and collide with the proof
True supernova inside
Truth, I've never ever felt this alive..