Shirt off, put on my bandana
Wipe the sweat with favorite threads, evince an avid dancer
That's that, man on stage
His mans on stage
That's that, man on my right win
That man on my left wing
Destiny like we from Zion, never Nebuchadnezzar
No I save to Private Temple Hours and Frank's Wither
And weather the weather whether we got
Sunshine or rainchecks
We got some time to brake-check
Whole LP here, for me and you to think here, like
Every line I wrote relates to times we shared, you know
I think in the form of recent memories and language revery and
Things that I'll never be
Find me cleverly and ever, but never with beggary
Measuring depth and breadth of recent directories, like
"What's the tree size?"
Where is my pops with his assessments and trajectories of
His son's life, and of his thrown knife into the cardboard
I'm starboard on the edge of our cruise with
Weej and our crew and of course my brother Cruz
And we cruisin'
Uh-uh, yeah
Like we just cruisin'
Uh-uh, yeah
Yeah, we just cruisin'
Uh-uh, yeah
I've overlooked apparent indicators of
Imminent future errors and still am so ignorant that
I'm subject to comma errors
Comedy as strong as Sarah
Honestly I'm on a pair of Apple Airpods that
Like, even at half-off I probably over-paid for
My pawns go from 2 to A4 (Chess)
In response to an A5
On average the A-file is (Chess)
Unimportant when contrasted and compared to central squares (Chess)
Bombastic so I'm here to send up a flashy prayer
In the form of a cool rap song
Like, a cool rap song
In the form of a cool rap song
Cool rap song
I know of a command that says do not be anxious about anything
I know of a command that says do not be anxious about anything
But are you listening and am I listening
I know of a command that says do not be anxious about anything
But are you listening and am I listening
I know of a command that says do not be anxious about anything
But are you listening