Count to Zen

Its like you worry most about the SH*T
I say don't worry about
Talk to a brick wall
In and out oh the crown
That i like to mount
Intellect explored it
Saw the seeds that need
To be picked in the garden
Of gorgeous roses i keep filling
Your vase with
( Yeah , Yeah )
The veins
The rose
The petals
To the sun
That forever is shinning
Forgive that I'm not a liar
I am the one of the earth
Speak first cause
Imma have to let my
Guys in