Murky Soul

My soul, do you fear it? Can you hear it?, uh Have you felt my spirit? I'm Q, I'm not Jared When I'm in the mirror, I just look and I stare Do I care? Question is, who's there Q My soul, my spirit, can you share it Don't smear it, please for now you should revere it My lungs, yeah I sear it My lips, yeah I sear it My eyes red with some tears Shit is murky, I'm being serious Not the purest, uh He be geeking high, he's so fly He's got the clearance Every time he's out of mind He still shines, he's got the spirit, yuh It's all been aligned He's gonna find that they'll cheer Come on nigga, it's your time It's all fine, don't be scared, mmm My soul, my spirit Burning hot, I'm so furious Going crazy, I've been curious These colors make me delirious In my making it's been years Can't fake it, I'm being fierce Been on the road, just gotta steer I must be near it, uh huh My soul, plus my spirit They be veering Swerving left, right, it be scary Losing my head and appearance Ain't the same, I'm changing gears Middle name, go fame my dear Think it rings, I love this dare Make it bang within your ears That's the pain, behind my fear Then go to space, I'm outta here Living past the stratosphere So fast that I just shed a tear Probably need to send out a prayer I'll be up just like a stair Main feeling of having clair-voyance behind my pair I swear My soul and my spirit In Malevich's black square Reason why I look in the mirror Reason why it's not crystal clear Shit is murky, I'm still serious Darkness to mysterious