I don't mean to hurt the ones closest, that's just an accident
Times is looking ghastly, like ask for gas and their taxing it
Art of wearing masks cuz' the stress is massive, I mastered it
I'm a have a story to tell, everybody blasting it
I'm a raise my voice on these beats, nigga I'm passionate
Raise my hand and make sure I speak, nigga like class is in
Writing verses bout good times and problems
Got my head in the sky, speaking to walls, I can't solve them
Lovesome and lonesome, in the same day I saw them
I spring in the summer time then fall in the autumn
Brother looking for intervention, I can't fault him
Phone off, when God talk collect call him
Look, I wrote this verse after a work day
9 to 5 and typically those the worse days
I don't best life but certainly not the worst days
It's just dancing in these circles my nigga, that's where the hurt lay
If he say his life is perfect, believe me that's a lie
If he say life is worth it, can't fear to ask him why
Can't play with time, it's urgent, till floating in the sky
This life get low as serpent, that's why we getting high
If he say his life is perfect, believe me that's a lie
If he say life is worth it, can't fear to ask him why
Can't play with time, it's urgent, till floating in the sky
This life get low as serpent, go and ask him why
Ask him why, go and ask him why
Ask him why, go and ask him why
Ask him why, lighters in the sky
Ask him why, light as butterflies
Ask him why, go and ask him why
Ask him why, go and ask him why
Ask him why, lighters in the sky
Ask him why, light as butterflies
Finding joy right through all these problems we living in
Go to college and scam for dollars and dividends
Giving in, name is pressure, we let him in
All the way from the nawf side to the west end
Had some friends from the old days pass away
Know we drifted apart but it's still love for days
Well you're not here in the present, anyways
I just wanted to say, I love you J
Sometimes I find it hard to balance good and evil
Like I ain't been to church in how long, wheres the steeple
Like I ain't call my folks in how long, they're my people
And all this self sabotage looking kind of lethal
No promises, better or worse, I'll decide
Lord keep my head on straight while rolling on this ride
You can see the rise if the fall is a surprise
Butterflies flying so high in the sky