Choices

I heard all the hype, and was surprised about it It didn't make much sense, but I read all about it And then I gave it my energy. And I worked at it And with the fruits of the labour, I made a fruit salad But they told me "speed up the recipe. Make it automatic" And I ain't like how it felt. Said "I could live without it" If I ain't live nothing new, why would I talk about it? And when it's forced, it's lies, and I start to move erratic And in that moment, the room's energy turned cold There was never a vibe in there. It been cold Looked at the cards I was dealt and made a quick fold It felt right when I made the choice to let it go I tried to run but music running inside my soul It's like I got no choice but to catch a vibe I said it so it is so. State of the art flow I stumbled on it. They let me know at the art show I had it all and I didn't know, but now I know It's in my genetic code. And that's the way she go Once I found my frequency, it made it easy They work hard, play hard, but never take it easy I had to stay off the grid to keep myself singin' Now here's a natural bop to keep your heads ringin' I never felt at home out on the west coast They spelled my name wrong at Starbucks on my dark roast I built a bridge and the arsonists showed up to burn it If respect is earned then disrespect is earnest I see the future in fuschia when I close my eyes A mix of blood and psychedelia visualized They exile me but miss when I'm not there I'm better off making records then going to disappear