Verse 1
Now I'm shaded by a money tree
Luckily, f** with me
Broke gettin' woman but now they're not showing love for me
Cause I'm Ugly, my insides twisted
Sicker than sick, pale skin, lips blistered...
3 sixes, HUSH! Hear the hisses?
The games viscous, I thought the tales were fictitious
He clouds out my friends n rains down on me
The Devil's tryna take the halo that was crowned to the
Soul of mine, energised through drum beats
Rooted in the music ever since a young seed
Burn the weed n climb the tree like i'm Tarzan
I built a house within the leaves so I can't land
High as hell and I'm shining like a star man
The time's changed, I used to be bar man
Keep a pad upon my bedside, yes I...
Fly early like a red eye, get high...
Chorus (Speech by Alan Watts.)
"Now poetry though is the great language because poetry is the art of saying what can't be said
Every poet knows this...
You're trying to describe the indescribable and every poet also knows, that nothing is describable! What ever you say something is, it isn't."
Verse 2
Mastermind lyricist, indigo native
Lone wolf traveller, minimal conversation
I spit flames but my speech is cold
Show you the depths of my character n play my role
Life's not an easy road,
Lead me home
Or tell me where i need to go
Freezing cold, knee deep in snow
I clench hold of my towel while i seek my soul...
I sip my bottle til I sleep like a baby
Roll up a spliff til I flow so wavey
Hold no grudges, chilled like A/C
N I'm misjudged, but I love that they hate me!
I'm free like a mason, fly like a raven
The studio my haven, drown out the hatin'
Yeah I'm caucasian, keep the fire blazing
All i wanna do is write rhymes til i'm ancient