[Verse 1: Dagger$] Jet black skylines filled with city lights// This where the sun rise, where Jets take flight// This my first time, on the west side// Palm trees really grow from the sunshine// It doesn't rain, so I can pack light// Still bring a hoody, for them cold nights// And I'm still reminiscing over Trayvon's life// Southern California, on pacific time// In dying need, of medical weed Like where's the E-M-T?// Free will like, the spare in the S-U-V// Pa**port got stamps like E-B-T's// Cause it's destine to live life over seas// And cross boarders to a Spanish speaking country// Cuernavaca where Mayans did astrology// Constellation sightings, my God I see// Stars aligning, what's in the galaxy?// [Chorus:Dagger$] Fallen stars?, Bermuda triangles?// Triangle offense, with guardian angles?// Crossroads to crossover like a broken ankle?// Questions I ask myself looking out this gla** window// [Verse 2:Dagger$] I pray for my enemies with rosaries// I don't see how egos flare, when smoking weed// Loud mouth ya cotton mouth speak a dry speech// Cops book, the best sellers in the streets// Them street dreams is over, the hustle never is// I'm trynna be the grower, planting my feet in// Hide your emotions, you so sensitive// Through ya negligence, I ask myself this// Who gone stick around?, who gone stay loyal// Who gone up and leave, which snake gone uncoil?// Who can't stand the heat, that makes bad blood boil?// Who gone envy you, who gone enjoy you?// Show you how to move in a room full of vultures// On my ten toes, in All-Star converse// I don't make noise, ugh, I'm very somber// Keep a positive outlook, with the mantras// [Chorus:Dagger$] Fallen stars?, Bermuda triangles?// Triangle offence, with guardian angles?// Crossroads to crossover like a broken ankle?// Questions I ask myself looking out this gla** window//