Abso Williams - Blindness Lyrics

I be constantly confined with blurry ambitions
Blessed the man who's needs are blind to the constant attention
So he don't never pay no mind to disadvantaged conditions
Or hop on Instagram, lyin' bout his life and pretendin
Next thing you know, they raised the power bill and cut his vision
He flipped his switch and somethin' ain't happen, he was the stimulus
He raised his capital, got detached from materialistics
He had the gas and the wick and he started to be the ignition
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Bless me
Woah, Woah
I got my bags packed, ready to go
For those that don't know
I just packed my bags
Boy, I need my freedom
The biggest thing I noticed between the things I wanted
Was I don't need them
I think I'm Henry David Thoreau
I been reading books and start agreeing
All I need me is a b-box
Because the home is where the heartbeat is
I'd rather live inside a box
With all the oak trees and cedars
I'd rather live inside a box
With all his creations and his creatures
I'd rather to keep all my decisions a matter of will
F*ck how you feel
Only thing that's keeping me
Closer to the demons
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Woah-woah
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
I got my bags packed, ready to go
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
For those that don't know
Oh
Blessing he been blinded
He don't like designer
If that shit's on sale
He prolly cop it just for havin, huh
He ain't never had shit, huh
So that shit ain't even valuable
All he want is a nice car to whip
Cause that's his passion, huh
Whip it like a stallion
Back in the day
Even the kings needed a beautiful stallion
That's the reason why he don't try to whip in nun' Italian
He just want that"A to B"
Aftermarket racing seats
So boy you bet not play with me
I was walking in the store, I noticed I was late on bills
But then I seen a homeless man, under the tree, he laid back chill
And he had his hands behind his head, kicking' back forreal
And I could tell he wasn't worried about no money
Cause his money ain't even real
I could tell he figured it out
That possessions hold no thrill
Before I f*ck around with the rats
Trynna track and field
Bitch, I better have my time
And my ability to feel
All the motions that I'm goin' through
(Without being derailed)
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Woah-woah
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
I got my bags packed, ready to go
Blessin' me with blindness
Blessin' me with blindness
Woah, woah
(Blessin' me with blindness)