Ghost

[Hook]
We speaking on hope, I fancy a tiny ripple
[?] minds, y'all ain't got my [?] out a pickle
I learned when to ghost, evaded a death bag
Dived into my duffel
Got rare eats on my plate like I'm finished [?] truffles
[?], cannot stunt when I'm around
Rough passing out as I pass by
Blending in like a passer-by
Been conspiring movement
[?] in my drive, in my lack of

[Verse]
In a vehicle at a violent speed, I was driving
The passengers was my past lives, these known [?] fragments
These conversations started, don't be starting shit
Watch how they hit the corners, [?] positions as I switch mine
I'm thinking [?]
The vessel'll get bitch made
[?] it's cold in the middle
[?] proficient with the fiddle
The descendants [?]
Know my body, if I get up on it, know we got it
If something sittin' on the chest, tell her try standing up
I'm on stand-by right here, uh
In the flesh for those who might care
[?] so I'm moving careful
Yo, paranoia parade got me evading physicals
Somebody told me [?] and now I'm telling you
Black people should go to the doctor
Black people need better health-care
All this gas in my lungs, now my heart doing stunts, now I'm scared
The plight catch a slight once [?] valid
[?] dead as far as interior design goes
I'll have to search for it in a minute, it's just unfortunate that I noticed it
[?] is wherever that we watching
We got transcendental meditation goals [?] from my consciousness into a pure goal
On my journey of self discovery via reckless recreational escapism
All that we do is an attempt at [?] schisms
All that I am is an attempt at understanding oblivion
The motivation behind the vision [?] deviating and then finally reconnecting

[Hook]
If we speaking on hope, I fancy a tiny ripple
[?] minds, y'all ain't got my [?] out a pickle
I learned when to ghost, evaded a death bag
Dived into my duffel
Got rare eats on my plate like I'm finished [?] truffles
[?], cannot stunt when I'm around
Rough passing out as I pass by
Blending in like a passer-by
Been conspiring movement
[?] in my drive, in my lack of
If we speaking on hope, I fancy a tiny ripple
[?] minds, y'all ain't got my [?] out a pickle
I learned when to ghost

[Outro]
And I- I think again, things that are not seen as topical, clever, um
Y'know, witty in a shallow sense, we often don't hear
And I don't wanna just talk about the hooks
I think dissonant speech is not valued in our nation, whether it comes from white men
Y'know, rich white men or poor white men
I think the real issue is we are in danger as a nation
Of silencing any form of speech that goes against what is perceived to be the status quo