This for the block! This for lil Smithyes and Cissy and Benny, not Patty nor Ryan, be quiet; you fuckers in France now! You met mobility mindful, I'll give you a chance now - won't let you flock; won't let you follow the sheeple and too early stand out. We gonna stick out, like we the somethings, the sore thumb that pushes the buttons. We rolling with hundreds; we'll look up for guidance but no-one above us, so we'll look down from the top. Humbled by climbing, I stretch out my flow. You can now vibe with the time sig, You can live life out of lining, You shouldn't need to repent; You would resent those that calm and collect corrective perspective. You know you can have that right? Right? A squad, a collective, you know we still have that right? See, my directive's on that heat flow; on that Siriacha. We ain't beneath those, we just on the come up. Silverguy and I? We in the game, we name the sweet spot, Sure we’ll end up flying but we’ll always rep that T Dot; Baby I’m just flinging through my youth until I reach top; Baby I’m just singing till this flute hath let the beat drop... I don’t think too far ahead - I might drink if out my depth, I wasn’t quick to right my self but I’ll be home soon so we can love again so we can love again so we can love lately i’ve been feeling egotistically winning i be pulling up from the feelings that hath kept me down she lighting my blunt putting it in my mouth I’m finally feeling like finding my sound formerly trapped in a headspace of shroud finally trapping to the sound of amounts craziness, conquer, i keep calm and collect they double back and react i mean thats cause and effect i spit that matter of fact get with the cause to elect reflecting repetition to elevation my mac macadelic cringing on my words that you are hinging when that flute rings no escaping pioneering our elation viscerally reservated sans one ounce justification sounding like you thought i made it but i just started to make it my departure now impending comprehension should i mention taught a lesson on dependence independent i might I might love again!

hello leaflet, hello world i’d rather leave it, let it unfurl said, leave em speechless, though they don’t own you let it hone you i’m back in your neck of the wooden kick back, relax oh you think you think you’re something, oh you drinking something attend for a moment, important your contention forget first impressions, content what you missing, oh did i not mention, repent for children, brethren that you mentioned when you found yourself your place you try distinguishing yourself but you just save face i know to extinguish any passionated flames i wanted to fight fight fight but i’ve no choice but flight flight flight lately things been changing circumstances rearranging when i come back with a range of messages you better pacify know that you might touch the sky, testify for what you need take advice from him and I though we might criticise your greed chirp chirp chirp, you swing first, why would preachers need to curse i been bumping knxwledge there’s a prowess to a polished verse your emotions bottled shit they should be surely sure to burst get the nurse, i know you might relate

we got temporary dreams for our last names we clock in for the cheque but we don’t wanna go we got temporary dreams for our last names we clock in for the cheque but we don’t wanna go Randomly selected cause I fit the demographic of youthful disillusionment: there’s no confusion here. Darker skin than the one one that’s patting me down, not dark enough to not appropriate this sound. I'm feeling like right in the middle I rid my verses of curses lest an employer doesn’t reason a visa or working permit. I’m making eye contact she warns me she might send me back despite the fact that I can see my gate, it’s like a metre away! No wait first I need her to say why I’m being treated this way - come on, I told my name, I told you my age: I'm only seventeen and I displayed an array of papers before you even asked for them, for I know what happens to them that don’t submit. They don’t tolerate rebellion you either fitting in or quitting your criticisms they noted, but they ignored. You devoted? Uh-huh, sure. You told me that you was bored, that the only reason you needed to get on that plane was to avoid a little blame cause you did not get your way, you think it’s embellished cause you telling this through a song? Your psyche irrelevant, give a fuck of your mental health - if your legs aren’t broken you can help yourself. No matter if you just want a path, you just wanna laugh. And lord forgive you for burning through all that reefer. You preached your peace but you left piecing your pleas until you deliver... you sober now so you asking why repercussions dramatic, you putting your faith in tactics but the tactile are reprimanded! At least you in touch with your self? You passive but need your health - you ain't too far from housing the cards that you have dealt. You faded in heart, ventricles succumb to dark. You searching under rock and stone and flint and steel to spark a spark of light in a tunnel that’s extinguished by the air around you. Thats the end of my reflection of a system that perpetuates the victim in everyone; this my lesson for everyone, so take notes! you, can’t save them all you, you you you, you, can’t save them all, no and I don’t feel the same at all