COMPOSITION XI

(album: THIS DOES NOT EXIST - 2020)

I can't believe I got myself played again
I thought we was cool I thought we made amends
Go tell all your friends fuck what you say to them
I can't wait for us to find our way again
Hard for me to care when I'm so faded every day
I'm straying far away from you
Wading thru the pain
Deflating in the rain
I created all these things, no use

Maybe I will fall
Maybe I will rise
But if anything a nigga really tried
And I know, I know

Doing it for all?
Doing it for I?
But a balance is required to survive and to fly
Wide o-pen space

Ten day
I remember bumping that
Taking acid to rap
Then stays
In the past
You be letting shit amass
In ya ass
Toxins
We polluting all the human
That's an issue I'm assuming
God been
Chilling in my spirit
I can feel him I can hear it
I know!

You may not understand now
But we all return
To where we once were
Words and code written in my hands now
In my skin, from within
Tell me how could I pretend
That I know?

I never thought I would see this place again
I thought that I knew but that illusion end
Go tell all your friends but you can't say to them
The beauty we forget and can't express
The lesson I learn every time I stress
I confess
I don't know
What is best
That's okay
It's so cold
In the snow
But go play
Any way
You can mold
What you hold
Where you lay
Into something brand new
Or a man that stand true...