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Hey journal, hello, how you doing,
Just writing down some thoughts that my brain keep on producing
Bout friends, family, work, and of course this

seem to end
Feel like I'm runnin' in circles and circles never seem to end
I've been talkin' to journals cause journals hear me like a friend
Treat

Throughout this journey of life, it's like poetry
Everywhere that I go I'm keeping it close to me
Keep my journal eternally where it's supposed to be

I eat to it sleep to it speak fluent street music
Emcee to it EQ it preview it street music
Force feed you with reach you with teach you with street

York, it's fabulous
So beautiful this time of year
A DJ's playing good music
Bubbles float up to the chandelier

They say, monsieur et mademoiselle

Do you let the music
speak your mind
and draw your battles
on paper lines

Tell me, does your pencil
know your inner demons and fights

Is your body

got issues
Damn I got issues
Fold up the journal, wash off your face, and ball up the tissues
The underdog made it official
Time to stop thinking

searching for clues
I made it to the top you know its basic
From the start I had my place picked
One bar from me is like a base hit
Across the globe my music

precious than the stars above
Your heart's journal
A sweet, sweet Love
An enduring flame
Heavenly music blessing us
No sweeter thing
Than Love, Love, Love

of what you read?
So I close up the journal
And set down the pen

The stars start to fall
As my mind begins to run again
I'm tired of it all
Anxieties

internal
The music is my blueprint it's my documented journal
It's 2022, the ink touches the page
It's difficult to get a peace of mind and mentally escape

Listen to the music
Do you hear the sounds
I can see more clearly
When there's music all around
The sounds make me feel good inside
When I hear it I

day
but I don't know if I can be consistent.
(I'm never consistent)
It's hard for some reason
while I'm making music, to keep a journal.

(It's

Amazon, Hörer auf Apple Music
Ich bin so glücklich, ja
Ich bin so glücklich, Leute

Danke dass ihr mir das ermöglicht habt, Leute, danke
Ich muss mich

in it
Let me know when it can make my music better
Then maybe I'll be interested
You guys really don't get this shit
I'm actually fucking crazy
I don't

And so ladies and gentleman
We move to the Leonardo Da Vinci
The Salvator Mundi
The masterpiece by Leonardo of Christ the savior
Previously in

Uh, uh, huh, uh, uh, aye

I shit in a urinal
Pop your clique like a kernel, aye
Need a hard drive, external, aye
So many bars in my journal, aye
Up

gone burn him
That nigga tryna get above me he to slow just like a turtle
I need a real girl thats gone love me and mention me up in her journal

That

painting pictures
Like leonardo paint it right
Draw it from the realm of chaos
Bring it to the limelight
Flying high as a kite
Cause knowledge makes you

get clipped

Feeling a way
Still in the dark
But I'll be ok
Reborn as king
My fire's Eternal
My music's my journal
I'm spitting inferno
My heart is

meditate, put coffee in my cup
Jottin' in my journal so my thoughts don't come up
Lead a peaceful life getting out all my dreams
Good music is all I do, even

the mind rest

Let the music just decompress
Reflection, eternal, nocturnal, dispersal, infernal
Poems written in journal, keep me warm like a thermal

But I make music and it sounds like weasel piss
I pride myself on the time I spend
And not on too much else, that's the end
It's like a journal, only

like a star 
People admire like Leonardo to art

Young Leonardo at heart 
Lady killing the part 
If I got it then we're smoking
Throwing all of my darts