[Intro] Iight man run it Oh wait it's running f** Sometimes your nose Knows more than you know It's all about the energies [Verse 1: Nams Homeless] Slowly roses rises from the waters Bare the cherries of the daughters Swerving in and out of martyrs Defying the holy father I was taught to seek the Fruits of the gods I bare my Neighbors no harm I pick the Fruits of my labor from the tree that bares truth Give it out to the youth I hope you find you I hope we all find each other Im on the search for the luckiest charms In spirit form That only Speaks what the holy seeks I fly from the calm Located up in the storm And yet i reach far beyond What they seek of me Let me hold my peace Or let me speak Upon my better half Im the better half Of the aftermath When the titans clashed I crashed and left my soul In a plastic bag So next time when you ask my a** Where my a** be at Ill probably be right here Walking and talking with the trees Forever me the only me If you could see Or be Or blahbady blah blah blah blee blee f**! [Interlude] Man that f**ing verse f**ing verse s**ed f**ing verse was weak You f**ing s** n***a [Verse 2 Nams Homeless] Simple written with the fist of a titan Yo grip the pen like its lightning Know nothing... better Could keep up with the pressure Know holy forces approach Best be prepared for the weather Heard you addicted to them sunflower wishes Them blue sky kisses The feeling that world might've missed "cha" Just know there's a difference And know that these scriptures is written Up in that ninth hour Coated in that coconut flour And whipped up in that same pot that i piss in Yo get a whiff of all that sh** that you missing Know that sh** that you feigning for Can't be seen up in color form Clam the storm if you scared Or bare arms to be clear I push my peace I point my finger and pull it Leave my middle finger up in the air Like f** yo Fair and yo chair of speech These n***as don't put fear in me Ugh Hit the spliff Sip the kerosene Yeah you know what i mean Yeah you know what i f**ing mean sh** ain't always what it seems What it seems [Outro] When we smoking marijuana On the corner keep it posted I Cope as i learn to float Coasting off these waters I Roll another one and watch the spirits As they multiply Happy to find that these mountains Aren't that hard to climb