Nia (intro):
Kiss your neck slide softly down your skin
Feel that xo, feel that xo
Fast paced, interlace your sin within
Feel that xo, feel that xo
Verse:
Im so glad you found your peace
When I'm still struggling to get there
In world where finding love can be so sweet
Or damn well be a nightmare
When you find a beating heart
And you sync up with it's rhythm
Cradle it to the grave
As a new chapter is written
Relax your mind
And let the storm rain over
Patiently wait sing
Hymn wade in the water
You're not the only one
Who's meant to see the light
Campana:
Tendencies of insomniacs
Ganja hit a dead end it's a cul-de-sac
Coming with the change like a laundry matt
Got the game in a frame, and I'm hanging that
On the wall in my brain, won't forget that
It's my main motivation just to get there
In that main constellation cause I fit here
n***a, I'm a star, "Oh you are? Where's your chain, and your car?
Damn shame, where's your rings? and your tab at the bar?"
Below 21, can't even sit there
Age of 21 I'mma have my fair share
Of knowledge, graduate college
Know you drew the line way behind, so I crossed it
Mind so confined to the mosh-pit
Revelation with my conscious
Demonstrating a way just to get beyond it
Ok on occasion, I'm caving inward
Words that I'm placing, got me adjacent
To dreams that I'm chasing, facing windward
Demon I'm facing, came to incur
Sunk that ship, dropped the anchor
It's in my nature, to soar like canker
Give thanks to the baby, born in the manger
Even in the darkness, see no danger
Nia (Chorus):
Kiss your neck slide softly down your skin
Feel that xo, feel that xo
Fast paced, interlace your sin within
Feel that xo, feel that xo
Outro:
After d**h the mind goes on
Will you carry a past engraved with harm
So we dial up trust from out last resort
But did you really ever tame the main cause from the start?
Boulder after rocks, after an earthquake shock
How were you blind to pit, where you'd fall to the locks?
But it's all to waxy now, can't see through the gla**, were caving now
He chance went by for your questions how
You stuck in the mess of countless fouls
Where's your and-one?
Put your bet in the wrong team now this life is done
It's on to the next one, mancala, son
I'm pebbles to these crips, eat ya oatmeal son
I'm changing gears, this road's been run
No miles here, just relayed fun