Gesmas on the Cross

This for you if you're a reject And your minds all on your conscience Someone says you're weird, someone says you're weird Someone says you're weird I've learned… I found you in the peace You were once my freak, for real Cast out on a crucified iron Lucified iron, crucified iron, noose aside I'm Hung by Adams Apple Trees in my mind, steep on the side amazing designs Giving my mind I have no other loves except for my heart You were my only one So hey, can we Go by Tarrywile Cause I've been feeling I've been so wild I know you know the way I could smile at you I love how my words will evolve Somewhere when I get a song Where they can understand me Cause I feel like I'm in the dark They can never get what I say Cause I don't know if I'm that way But I know everything that Everything that Everything's okay I have like nothing to give pain I have like nothing to give pain It was a time to be that, time to be that Time to be that escape You can give everything that escapes You can give everything that escapes I have no time to be mad, time to be mad Time for me that way, oh oh I give you some of my conscience You can give me some of yours too I know that you don't want this You don't want this, you don't want this Cause you can't live like this They came from another time of inter dimensional mind shifts Coded to myself introspective When I said that it came from an inter dimensional mind Just know that I've seen so many dimensions My schizophrenic vibe it gives me super eyes So when I switch up all the time I see the super flies All the super guys and spies and all the don dada ties They said he gotta die I resurrected from the point where they said that they gotta get him And I got up and got it twice What do I see every time that I feel like, I feel like I had gave my life to god until god is Giving me everything that I could see in the inter mind And hope that god designs that die God body child Resurrected Resurrected as a hero that died in his own zero The tarot card was always so reflective That witches brew was always so projective The tears of all that we seems so reflective Oh, that use of all that weed seems to reflect it I will give you everything that i can see inside my head Anything that I can see inside my consciousness is just something, oh Every time that I feel like I got something said But I've got nothing to say when I say I got something said I feel like I'm just getting dethroned But who am I to be the king of my own head? When everybody knows that everything inside my conscience isn't what it was meant to be, bro When I die and I die on acid, I realize I resurrected again and then my reflection comes Back to me, bro They mad cause I'm a negro