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Illustrate a mirage, make a collage 
Of positivity with the abilities
Of the Orishas, I mean, the 
African gods
Amen, amen, yea this feeling is Sacred
It's

yeah I'm young and rich
Every gun I got is fully customized, even got a switch
You be smoking white owls, bitch, I smoke a brick
Glock feeling like

(Well it's quite—quite a sight to see innit?)
Ah I wanna revolve around you
Baby when the Earth corrects itself
you'll be the sun
I mean there's

Universe
I don't believe in feeling shame
Sacred energy, it is time to reclaim

It can be so dirty make it sacred at the same time
Intentions woven deep

at peace now
Yeah, you be watching for a nigga, I'm like Casper, never find me
Popping through the wall, I'm coming quick, you running by me
Niggas never

around
Was waiting for when then sun is out, never come around
I learned to dance in the rain, grey skies, thunder, clouds
Used to wonder "what now?"
Never

love me or leave me alone
Girl you know who you is once you hear this song
You see I
See this cutie pie
Who looking back at me
Looked over to my boy
Like

talk about love
Arrows from Cupid ain't striking my heart
Staring so stupid my hand feeling cold
Thug on my lonely I feel it the most
Honesty is what

(Woah, oh)
(Yeah, oh)
It was just you and I
Down and out by the beach
When we was getting high
Thoughts that we wouldn't speak
And now I'm on my own

feeling like a champ
Till my dumbass gets ran over by an ambulance
I'm like Macaulay Culkin
Because I feel alone
Flying through the air like ET phone home

BoBo's feeling silly
See BoBo is a llama, who loves her lullabies
She plays them on her panpipes for her friends with tired eyes
But not all llamas share

Midnight oil, burning right
Neon eyes
See, this world is as we are
Don’t mind us, we’re just passing by
This ain’t real shit, just reality
Coming from

drink sip sip
Now we feeling pretty dumb
You know I'm a percussionist
Let me bang that
Bum is big enough
To have it's own planets
Call me an astronomer

the haters can’t deny
Won’t defy, It’s gon make you come alive
Bouncing time like drive bys
Feeling like unDefeated WiFi
Archive, but I’m an ALUMNI
Lucy

as high as the sun
But I need me a better one
Yes I need me a better one
But I need me a thurl one
Putting thoughts in my head that I won
But if you want it

what to do

I'm caught up on these streets
I'm lost in the fire
I stop by and see my momma
She says that she's so sorry
She knows my soul is damaged
But

sick, takin' shots in the hot sun
Only way to have fun, is to drink or be on one

I wake up in the morning, feeling groggy as can be
The only thing that's gonna fix me is a cup of coffee
I stumble to the kitchen, eyes half-open

fuck me in the studio
This is album three, I'm basically a pro
Can I see your balls, do they hang low
I stan Vick Rep, so I love Blow
Need a massage,

Not long ago I laid by windowsills
hoping that a hero would come save me
I used to think that I was all alone
but then a moment came and then it hit

I'm always gonna feed you when you're hungry
From midnight til the sun comes up for morning
Dancing through the passionate sounds of sighs

Put your heart in a cage
Little rager
Anything you do
Or say
Wont phase her
This is the way
Focus your rage
Are you okay?
And i think im goin' crazy
I

house
Used to be mayas but Root got a place now 
And yo man it's feeling like home 
For so many years, held back by the fear 
But the truth is we be

your J is off
He thought I was AI when I crossed over
It's so fast that he caught a dang mirage
I got a good look my face say it all
These the moments