Verse 1: I Move with the Wind Make change in a breeze Bake trees, no Hallucinogens So Used to the Sin Sanity seem like the Lunacy Bin But found my way without a Clue to Begin And I'd Do it Again Makin' mountains Move with my Pen Growing pains can hurt more than Losing A Friend I'm too Cool to Pretend And too hot for You to Contend Hooligan Men Doomed to consume the Jewelry Trends.. Not Soon to be Them I Got my Own Path Blaze it brave and Talk with Gonads And Fought off Wolf Packs I Lost the Old Mac Put so much pressure on myself; I could hear my sore lower back Bones Crack But I Won't Crash Gotta delivеr it like a Door Dash Keep Notes Stacked highеr than a Dope Stash Release the pen and watch it Float Back Flowing on my Soul Patch Bringing it to life; call it Ghost Craft... Hook: What if We were both Angel and Demon What If Anything could Change with the Seasons What if We decided to Up Shift Took our chances like "What Risk?" And never Ducked sh*t What If We were both Angel and Demon What If Everything could Change with the Seasons What If Anything and everything was possible What Bliss Verse 2: What's This? Knowing yourself is up on the 'Cut' List? Dumb sh*t Keep throwing them up just 'cuz the Cuffs Fit Not every bullfrog can be a prince with One Kiss I'm still dope when my bu*t Trip Like my Crutch Lit.. Shapeshift right out in Public Scenes From mean mugs to the ones who got Love for Me It's Tough to See Walking through the Dusty Breeze Until the dawn feels like Dusk to Me... So I Trust the Beat to Carry the Torch The Bo Jacks of Rap, no Chariot Horse Get Buried Of Course, with Barely a Force Got Various Forms, they're Rarely the Norm A Bear form the North Who Rain verses like a Terrible Storm.. Sincerely from Yours Truly; We're Gods in Disguise Living in our Own Movie, we can't Possibly Die Once the bun is in the oven there's no Stoppin' the Rise Take the leap; falling Taught us to Fly... Hook: What if We were both Angel and Demon What If Anything could Change with the Seasons What if We decided to Up Shift Took our chances like "What Risk?" And never Ducked sh*t What If We were both Angel and Demon What If Everything could Change with the Seasons What If Anything and everything was possible What Bliss