Blue Skies

I know everything will alright What those 3 little birds say Dodging out the way Of the bs like O'lay Summer spirit Born end of May Crispy sound A frito lay I make myself hungry While I make y'all think Wanna survive and thrive Off paper and ink Shark in the water Scent distinct Not a moment Have to go off instinct Until cheers thrown up And them drinks do clink I am sorry, but I go on tangents Things I've seen have Left me flabbergasted Some wounds healed Some are rehabing Firm hold on the ship Steerin life like a whip Towards a dreamscape sunset Maybe peace of mind is what I'll get Finally realized theres more then not giving shits Falling on a bad path Then you should redirect Find that inner light and reconnect Find the vision then you reinvent Until until Blue skies On the horizons Too sly Way It be stylen It glide Not even tryin Set sail Breeze gets the Chyming Blue skies On the horizons Too sly Way It be stylen It glide Not even trying Set sail Breeze gets the Chyming Always look to reflect Takin' church steps to Genuflect 'twas Before moms death Carefree spirit Had me looking up Was over my head Boisterous, lively Still feeling dead Athletic and healthy Still feeling dread Hurt people I loved Laid in that bed It all came back to a rebirth Of a dream I thought had Came and went Life isn't rehearsed Put each day behind Saying I won Got the first one Radio interview In Phoenix On the 411 Wait, what Sorry I'm not seeing any fucks Wouldn't push your luck Unless I've hit rock bottom And I'm blackout drunk Ass'll get struck Ounce of progress to me Feeling like a ton Best believe I'll keep it up Constant growth Exponential rise, on an influx Coming in ya better duck I see I see Blue skies On the horizons Too sly Way It be stylen It glide Not even tryin Set sail Breeze gets the Chyming Blue skies On the horizons Too sly Way It be stylen It glide Not even trying Set sail Breeze gets the Chyming