Gold Star

[Verse}
Ay
This is fragment of ghost thought
Controlling the movement of my mortality
Brutal prison is sanity
Blew the lid off my vanity
Chasing a stupor till I can't get no less lucid
Because that’s how we do it
I liken myself to Bueller
I'd like a girl that could lose me
Fight with ego and lose
Bright as Helios
Lie on my feet complete revolutions
Hide the meaning in music
As far as beating up booths, beacon wrote the book and ain't proofread
In Babylon booling musing at blueprint
I’m satisfied brooding its lil moonbeam
Swoop and scooping up loose dreams
Smooth as snoop with my new thing
Who complain about my mood swings
Who can say I'm not hookah the way I'm blew through those blue themes
Cruising through these obstacles
Try to elude my nightmares but I'm rooted there my eyes closed
And I'm thrashing, what will await me ain't my complaint
A Lack of passion is safe but I ain't chasing after plaintive
Feels I'm bracing for my failure I’m not brave enough to tame
And every day that I awake it’s a new danger that I face
And I like claiming that I'm blanking but got pages upon pages of full paper that I waste looking for phrases that placate all of the frailty of my psyche
I’m a failure under light
Underlying accountability issues that I fight
I'm supplying the endless similes and critics I'm inviting
I'm just trying to acquaint their vision with images in mine