Still.
like an insect in amber
dunno what to do with my wings
Still, don’t understand timbre
something bout the way that I sing
Filled, like the glass half full
cause I know I’m gonna get a refill after this one
“Why you so pissed off?” said the toilet seat
Sand in your ear means that you enjoyed the beach
Who doesn’t?
Top left corner of the Punnett when I’m not staring at the clock like I’m new to London
I’m deciding who to really trust
If life turns classic whodunnit then it’s 2 ways of Honesty
Practicing my modesty like Isaiah Rashad is
Separating needs from things that I wanted
Used to want to be an astronaut in kindergarten til I heard about Columbia’s fallen
Now I’m out of college & I need to get healthy for my own sake
More than a t break
Sweating through t shirts at least twice a day when it’s 88 plus
The thing about the future is it’s meant to be us
I hate interviews where the questions all suck
I try to ask good ones when I show up on time
All of my feelings happen to rhyme

Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Ground up is where we’re coming from
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement
Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Persevering through the seasons real seamless
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement

You know what they say about small feet..
It’s hard for you to step on my toes
I wear about a 9 thats depending on the brand & who’s asking
That’s enough about my bones
Smiling to myself, put “coincidence” in quotes
Only now feeling what I wrote a year ago
You can try to clown me for checking my horoscope
But we both know all of thats cap
I’m the goat
Save water, save power, save your breath
Spend time, save a life save Death
Save your ink for the pad
Save your timeouts for the end of the half
If I was a plug I would try to save bags
If I need a hug idk who to ask
If I get smug please tell me to relax
cause the answer to the last 3 bars are my raps
I just realized that

Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Ground up is where we’re coming from
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement
Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Persevering through the seasons real seamless
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement