Weoutchea

[Intro]
I wanted each and everyone to know. There's something that I'll never forget. And it's nice knowing how an artist feels about the people who made them. I'll never forget, who I am , where I came from, where I am today. [?], you, thank you very much

Zeroh: Oh, far too kind, far too kind
Aye yo fuck the internet
Thank god for the internet but fuck the internet, you feel me?

[Verse 1]
So much of my time spent on the digital grind I damn near forgot who i was, cuh
Not that I'm real anyways, just turned up to the fact that I can go any day
In any case, I love y'all, no drugs, plenty
So go ahead and hug any race, or
Say hey to any face, neigh to pretty babes
Engage, just take it, I'm taking if they all
Never leave a heart forsaken, I swear
We in the park chasing squirrels and calling em bears
Embarrassing varied affairs, so far [?], and we know it ain't fair
We ticking while you tocking I mock and you rocking mocalize your mock this is gobbledy goo
I'm in the pocket mobbing in my sway
You probably don't even care what I'm saying on my caryol-ol
Bordering insane but it'd be a shame if there was any such thing
But I've learned that it's all the same
I'm a mr-mr mr-mr m-mistro main
Even my stutter is muttered to your brain
Toast to the climax, birds, you'll be glad I came

[Interlude]
Creativity now is as important in education as literacy
And we should treat it with the same status

[Verse 2]
Can a [?] slave to reason
Almost got lost to the deep end
No drive, my will have been weekend
Thank god for
When i start to peek in
Now, now had always been seeking
Shit that the teachers for teaching
[?] struggle for powers, energy leeching
Now I'm Zeroh the beacon
Light hearing despite the deceiving's
Murder the booth for abe lincoln
Receive restructure your thinking
As soon as the truth start to sync in
Reality roof gets to linking
All that is what we brinking, [?]
Completion
When they say it's unavailable
It's only one way to go
Signs non debatable
With miracle you made it so
Your wave is major
And pave the way to make us whole
When shaping clay
Is gold and grey the quarries break the mold

I started making music at the age of 8
I always knew who i was
As I grew older I started to forget
[?]
I don't remember asking for life, what the fuck
Gotta deal with this, but it's cool
When you do a residence with your spirit
Fuck everything else
Just find your family, go to work and die happy or live forever whenever
WEOUTCHEA