Always On Call

Verse 1 (SkyBlew):
I know you thinking the real is getting harder to find
The weight of the world is heavy on your mind
All you gotta do is hit my line, I won’t mind, just
Kissing the stars, I’m enjoying this view
Funny how the simple things still remind me of you
I mean you might be amused of how my rules have changed
Foolish is the man who never use his brain
A curious specimen who stopped being idle
Once I learned standing still was vital to my detriment
Cooler than a peppermint on a November night
Homie, you might just
Loving this moonlight, the breeze elevate me through slight winds
I imperfections proving it’s harder to fight sins
I try to send a message every song, where your phone though?

Chorus (SkyBlew, Donovan):
And any day I’m on call
No matter the seasons, winter, spring and fall
‘cause some of y’all need a little aid
I mean we all do so don’t ever hesitate
I’m always on call
I’m always on call

I’m always on call, baby
I’m alway-ay yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Say all you got to do, all you got to do, all you got to do

Bridge (SkyBlew):
It’s cool to turn up but what about when life comes knocking at your door?
Who gon’ help restore forgotten hope?
Plenty quotes galore
I told ya before
Yeah, yeah, don’t ever hesitate, [?]

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Verse 2 (SkyBlew):
This for your slumber since you wanna go under comas
Awaken the aroma, rising higher than medusa
Going stoner, I’m a loner on a different brainwave
My diploma say erotic, confided in my Winona
Put you on the expression, face changing with ease
Don’t believe these Beetlejuice rappers, they emo g’s
Having mood swings on keys like depressed locksmiths
Hi milfs, tell ya mama I’m adoptive
My octave’s a parallel parking where you parasailed
Almost seen the other side, do you care Adele?
Anybody wanna talk ‘bout me better make sure know you speak on
Listen to ‘bout three songs
Heard [?] like [?]
Seek poems for the village deep in the slums
Can’t help it, unselfish or like these crabs in a barrel
I’m allergic to shellfish, it’s hellish
As an artist, my heart is dark as
Watching the soul of man become an empty carcass
No false prophets under the wing like birds’ prey
Human race trailing behind, they wasn’t ready in the first place
Worse case scenario - your burial
Living to die, I spent my time with ethereal views
I refuse to lose, burn off the noose, yeah, ain’t that the truth now
And I refuse to snooze, turn off the news
Yeah, and now I fade to black