Phone is on silent
My talkings like na na
She walk in my room
Throw it down with no habla
So true
Ima turn up at around two
But im unsure
Im unsure
Of the things we might endure
All the consequences of our actions
Oh Lord
Im unsure
Oh im unsure
Im unsure
Yeah
Im not talking no more
We seek the secret
Seems like God keeps it
A copacetic frequent sequence of weakness
A young eaglet destined to fly but chain trapped in Egypt
Seeking freedom with credence in the burning leaflet
There's gotta be reasons for my recent seasons of grievance
I still believe that I'm the Kings son its in my double helix
Peep this
People believe the demon I tell em Jesus coming
Depressions repeating and reeking the regions I tell em the angels in legions coming
Gotta deepen the revelations and preaching to reach em the candle wax depletion is real I tell em the true beacons Coming
Even sometimes I'm unsure but my grimoire procures the cure to ensure that I endure the obscure you better go Trust
Im putting my heart on the line
She don't wanna waste my time
This feels so improvised
Don't wanna blur these lines