Out the Wind

You know how we do, it's change ya name n q, change ya name n move They like how you do it stuipid? Well I'm lucid when I'm getting in my zone... This Shit is woke, when the pen and the paper blend into one The music inclusive, invited me inside like luci- Fer, my mind burns and eyes turn to holes I was higher than a trip to rome, thinking, How they say that, time is gold, and then I Rember back, when my, uncle would do jumping jacks, high off vikedont I, keep having this reoccurring dream, where, I'm Standing in, front of a crowd, tryna spill My soul into sound-but the mic is off And I cant turn it on, despite the cost, of Feeling like a fuckin failed on the rails of My shell like a snail And I, can't get back off my tail Like an, itch on my back i just cant scratch, like a Record or tick, listen you know that time can tock I was lost, tryna find my cross, I was tryna write like Microsoft Memories deleted like my typos got Needing change like my baby's diapers not, what You had anticipated, but we all know that expectations fatal so I never hold an opinion that cant change, my Goal to grow, and there's nuttin to know If you don't get outta your fucking comfort zone, yo yo That's aye, aye in Spanish Try teach my son to be the captain of both languages Speak where you from, eat whats been killed, if so And, cooked with love, that's straight from the book of trust You gotta taste it though, not just a look's enough Never fake it bro, and the you'll become Unbreakable, just take it from me The second i got on the road, I had to pay my toll... yo Sitting in a syllable, I'm sinful shit Sometimes i bang my head like my cymbal But I wanna be good, wanna be good I guess i would, if it was all that simple, but Collective consensus says its not Watch, your words become your world Direction dependent upon my thought Imma give it what I'm not... Price, the emblem of the cost I, Psychedelized my mind, it, crystallized In the form of a fossil, formulated through time Fabricated by lies, I had to strategize a plan Something was sticky like a gum fort Sacrifice the paradigm-you pay the price for paradise While Ill rap until my lungs sore One, more, some, stored Back in the days I wasn't just some, boy, nah, go the Head of a wizard, my son sore mmm Look up horizons, the sun soar yuh If you Understand timing-you a sansei Undermine mind and you at best, a Lost soul, only god knows, where your off to Lost soul, only god knows, where your off to Sitting in a syllable, I'm sinful shit Sometimes I bang my head like my cymbal But I wanna be good, wanna be good I guess i would, if it was all that simple, but Collective consensus says its not Watch, your words become your world Direction dependent upon my thought Imma give it what I'm not... Price, the emblem of the cost