Tree Falling

Fading in and out of a dream of the sky falling My Sonics all loops but maybe one day you'll gonna loop my sonics You say you ball its hyperbolic you only ball when you cry like that meme of Michael Jordan I organize a mess and hope the mic records it Raked up the autumn leaves when my tree was dormant What I see as important I see is imported Pangea of my thoughts No borders No order No older No younger no Lightning no thunder I wonder The shadow over my shoulder is me I spent my entire life wonder who I could be And now the only thing left is the roots of a tree I took off my adult diaper and I pooped on my feet And realized in reality reality doesn't exist And everything I do forever contradicts From your perspective I'm not striving for accomplishments From my perspective I accomplished gaining commonsense I make Music for nobody to listen to But self expressions a lesson I learned skipping school And self reflections a lesson I Learned from making music So it would be more selfish If I made it well thinking of you I'm a shark in a swimming pool I'm a morphling being white is invisible Only thing I've learned from thinking is that makes you miserable Holding a red shirt will always trick the bull Read on his shirt when the trigger pulled Blood splatter on your White tee when you tie dye I'm a hippie to lazy to write the last line