all fact ain't truth
and that true ain't facts
what you see is what you get
but what you make of that buddy???
tryna break the game
we ain't playin for no money money
all about the love
baby sweet like honey honey
i don't know you bro
why you acting all buddy buddy?
we been making classics
while you sleeping like a mummy mummy
it's funny!
you're perception's outta wack
they tell you how to live and you aint questioning that
all my dreams dreaming back
charting spiritual maps
they diggin your ditch, you just tryna fit in!
what's a god to my kin?
one picks me up when i'm down the other countin my sins
still i can't trust no man
i throw my praise to the wind
harken shalimar
pride in the battle scars
can't stay in line, fuck a cattle prod
the idle mind
glitching like the synthesizer
show my cards to the table but they still none the wiser
they think they got the secret but they just some penny misers
heard that life's a trip
i'm tryna take that
packin piff in that thing
keep a spliff on deck
if home is in your heart, i think i left it in your hands
be gentle
my life to the bottle
we're swerving
this ain't a rental
relax
believe
i'll meditate and breathe
tryna make sense of the things that i can see