I used to dream to be in the sky. Now it's obscene to be in the sky. It seems like in the sky is men who need dykes to get them by. I'm living by the rhythm as I decide what to do with them. I want to move again. Then I die. Then I'm alive. Then defy them for Atari. SEGA, I'm sorry but later aI guard thee. You make me sorry for living just for being so beautiful and gifted. All of y'all! I want the party to start. If I could DJ, I would need 3 days to make everybody want me to replay the same song that got them off their feet. Enter gravity, talk to me
Is it safe to be The Sun?
Is it safe to be The Sun?
So much hate for me
So many take from me
Is it safe to be the one?
My chick noticed that my self-esteem lowered. At the same time, I know that I'm growing. It's hard to be overdosing when you're as cold as Nova Scotia wind. I know, I should go again. My punchlines and my flow is a shoe-in. But what am I doing? Every day, I separate from all that I lust for. Ewing! Don't block me while I try to score! On the top of the floor like a DJ, Studio 54. More Grants that Horace. Of course, it gorgeous! But it's torturous to be the tortoise in this race. Even though I know I'm sitting in my place. Shells on my back. Hell on my back. Bells in my path. I ask...
Is it safe to be The Sun?
Is it safe to be The Sun?
So much hate for me
So many take from me
Is it safe to be the one?
Every morning, I cry with a smile on my face. When I go to sleep, I have a smile on my face. My smile cannot be erased. It's hard to smile when my style has been the whole state of mind of people basically not even giving a blink to anything but evil (success). Must I be upset? Bust nuts, yes. But I must guess just to keep everybody far from upset. But I could be the target, just yet! I could take your love, I could take your hate, your punches, and your sacred waves. And your not-so-sacred ways. I love everybody, from the harlot to the nigga with a hard hat. But all that gay shit got to stop, so, with all this shit, I ask...
Is it safe to be The Sun?
Is it safe to be The Sun?
So much hate for me
So many take from me
Is it safe to be the one?
AirDrop was written by Charles Hamilton.
AirDrop was produced by Charles Hamilton.
Charles Hamilton released AirDrop on Mon Jul 17 2017.