I can stitch a wing with a six string (six string)
I can pick a dream out the mud (out the mud yea)
I can make a sick fiend seem pristine (pristine)
If you gon wipe me down clean me up (clean me up yea)
I don't need a king no Elohim (Elohim)
I can see the cream from the crud (from the crud yea)
Ima sew these Ernie Balls on an eagle wing (an eagle wing)
If you can't hold me down bring me up
(If you can't hold me down pfft fuck it)
Yea i been going up i guess i must fall
I just hope they show me love with the trust fall
There's a couple shelves that i gotta dust off
But i gotta do it for myself i don't trust y'all
Caught between a rock and a tough spot
Hard headed thought process like a musk ox
Used to cop fresh drops at the bus stop
I assumed you knew who you dealing with (must not)
Just stopped to smell the roses at the grave site
That's that old me (yea) that's that snake bite
That's an old sad story told by the cave light
Have you ever seen a baby face on a great white
Safe flight to the moon on the dark side
Syd Barrett on a cruise in the archives
That part i'm blues on guitar
Got booze for the barfly lookin for a dark dive
Uhh yea i can stitch a wing with a six string (six string)
I can pick a dream out the mud (out the mud yea)
I can make a sick fiend seem pristine (pristine)
If you gon wipe me down clean me up (clean me up yea)
I don't need a king no Elohim (Elohim)
I can see the cream from the crud (from the crud yea)
Ima sew these Ernie Balls on an eagle wing (an eagle wing)
Ozu8lack: An eagle wing?
If you can't hold me down bring me up (if you can't hold me down pfft)
Cant you see im tryna tighten up
Get in tune
So i can play my part
Developed in the dark
Among the shadow of a doubt
Whats it all about
Devout alchemist
Tryna balance these feathers & bricks
Is more challenging
Than patching up the damages
But i been managing well
I took chaos and made a sound mind out of it
K, ahhh
Its levels to dis shit
Stop staring
Lighten up
I'm bright as fuck now
I cant stop glaring
Polishing all des trophies
I pulled out catastrophe, pic in my pocket
Sculpting, Ill chisel me a masterpiece
Chipping away the tarnish I once garnished
From my garment
Dat monkey on my back
Became the warden of my torment
Now I could either drown
In a circle of fifths
Or sustain & refrain
I think ill work on my riffs
I'm jus a pawn in nature's game
Tryna make it to king
Slip Slide to da other side
Of the board
I struck a chord
The art of noise
Boy
I can stitch a wing with a six string (six string)
I can pick a dream out the mud (out the mud yea)
I can make a sick fiend seem pristine (pristine)
If you gon wipe me down clean me up (clean me up yea)
I don't need a king no Elohim (Elohim)
I can see the cream from the crud (from the crud yea)
Ima sew these Ernie Balls on an eagle wing (an eagle wing)
If you can't hold me down bring me up
Transition from physical to spiritual plane (yea yea)
So hard to find the words when the wisdom's estranged (hmm)
It's easy to keep it real live simple and plain
But harder to be still keep it civil and sane (dang)
Set an intention set the sigil aflame (uh huh)
I'm twisting hog legs for the pivotal pain (yea)
If it's not dead it's lookin grim in the game
If you started all alone alone it's prolly ending the same
It's like tryna make it on a wing a prayer
Magic carpet gps hit the genie repair uhh
I'm lampin on the astral plane ya ain't even there
So i'm polishing my shine put some gleam on the glare
I'm the wizard blowing smoke rings seen in the air
Looking like a chem trail it's the season to share
Yea harvest life's fruit from the tree when it bear
Dose some Alice in the chalice for the king in the chair
Laser beam dreams with precision to spare
I'm everywhere yeah
That's kind of far out
Mazes and monsters is a far out game
Swords, poison, spells, battles, maiming, killing
Hey it's all imagination
Is it?