Departure

Departure
Shure like I'm so like grown
Gone
Far beyond expectation, not mine theirs
No rags so clear so I'm here
Ok no magz but I got issues so I don't mind theirs see
Moneys time I won't worry for the p’s in my head
Minds matured peace on my head
Got my hands high
Cause of the (click)
Peace that’s on my head
But why I'm not too concerned with my Departure

Cause I still Gotta work like life's a chore
Right, Work
But I don't mean the street sense
Of dollar change
Sin quickly fills the hollow brain
Like the billboards that show fame, power and other gains
But on the other side of the street
The street preachers still preached and holla change, change
Departure

You would've found me in the back seats
Tryna bump the train of life
Another track fiend, hooked on bad beats
Music, the barrier that passed me
A free ticked, to the past lives that passed
Trying to live like the fast life on track 21
Departure

The fast life that ends in crash lane
Run if you can but life catches up son
When will you grow up?
See Time waits for no one
And remaining a changeless idol isn't living Its idol-ism
Chasing a lie
Cause freedom, was left alone in a rotting cell
Too left to be let out
Too left wing to be right
Because two lefts don’t make it fly, right?
But two flies left its lifeless limbs
When it was left to die
Left to die
Left to die
In a grave Less than homely
But rose three days after and left
Only to let em all in On the truth
That living on its own is only waiting to die
You have to invest in where your going
Your Departure

I was told as a young man you need to pick up the book of life And see you self in it
Because to change your end, u must first change your mind
And where you fix your eyes
So.. life changed When I read the bible
Revelation! bottom line is
Too many fly’s guys came with their
Who's bad act
Think there too bad
Which was Too bad
Cause, their never land flows left with Michael anyway
And they don't wanna change anyway
So anyway u see it
It's too bad, cause change is today
Why is tomorrow? never dies
But Never comes
It's far beyond night, Mares
For these eternal sleepers
There’s no wake
Or wake up call
They departed

Thought they where Far beyond bright
Yet missed the son rise
Mourning
Every not so, almost and nearly
Is haunted by the lies, and distortions
That lured them to spiritual torture
In darkness no chances afforded
The game is actually over
I Imagine their cries as a sort of warning I
Imagine there eyes filled with caution
Why?
When the living seem blind and deaf to their sort of Signs
Cause well, their living right?,they Just wanna live that yolo life
But Living On its own is only waiting to die
You have to invest in where your going right
Your Departure
Tickets please!!