Drifting

As I stay back, I observe
And my third eye opens
As I look around the curve of the glass
But I think about the past and these snakes in the grass but I contemplate and then I meditate
But I'm like what is this and who’s this
Cuz I'm tryna do my shit
That’s my fucking business
You think it affects me
But it don’t
I did it by myself if you don’t believe me then you won’t
I wouldn’t pay for a talent
If I have it then I’ll use it
Won’t loose it
Talk to my face no snakes behind my back
Cus when I hop on this beat you know
I don’t lose track
Of the time
You know I’m in my prime
Not a minister
Not pumping iron like Thatcher
But bunning zoots In May like Theresa
Feeling sinister
But for these likes, I do not pay
How can I say
Expressions flowing like a river
Flows strong when I think I deliver
I'm not just tryna eat
But tryna get this bread
And this motherfucking dough
How far can I go I don’t know
If they ain’t real then I guess they gotta go
So I guess they gotta go

What do I
I do this shit that I don’t know
Where do I go
Clock ticks like a time bomb
In a timezone
Time-lapse when my bro gone
Wanna go home
Till I grind till the sun gone

Reaching for the stars
They’re inside me not a million miles away
How can I say
That it’s gonna be okay
I'm in bed pen in hand, some things we just can’t understand
But when it clicks in my head
It’s like contraband
I feel amazed but stuck in a maze now I’m lost
In my thoughts in my head, I’m preaching
No mum the anger isn’t teaching me nothing
Every time I weaken but
My heart beats like a tiptoeing demon
Sliding through gliding through my mind
Up straight through the ceiling
Some know, others don’t
Some people love you
But others won’t
But I stay afloat
And barely breathing
Truth and knowledge that’s truly what I’m seeking

What do I
I do this shit that I don’t know
Where do I go
Clock ticks like a time bomb
In a timezone
Time-lapse when my bro gone
Wanna go home
Till I grind till the sun gone