MOLD

Man I was feeling wasteful And I was under halos Room for escape, heat built Gotta lay low Mold building up on the ceiling, couldn't breathe My home start to crumble Happiness is never sheen, preach Shattered dreams falling off leaves Feel turf on my feet Taking steps, watching as I lead Mezapa, where I spent my younger days in Freedom grappled in my palm The memories are gone now Blown away like dust How you love without enough This shit was never easy Got you digging in the mud Find church on your worst, when the universe spoke The man was under curse Visions spilling out of the verses Keep frames printed in my brain I couldn't fathom what was on the page Wait Scribble on them pages, loneliness got me nameless Fumes building up, Andy said to keep it craving I'm raving Brainstorming, I'm the rain Concinnity fuming, I was jotting under pain My home was not the same And I missed you more than life Try to walk around the wounds, had me working so precise Price, pay the price No light left to come by Gotta rise before the moonlight spark beneath them eyes Got a heart I'm tryna heal Sympathy, hands patient through the cry