Lyrics

Everything is in the air
All 52
Week’s I’ve picked up, to be there for you
I fear that my strength will exceed boundaries
A Hi.gh flares
Then says Jaanae- when Sayonara
Used to fit with no room to breathe
Sleeves rolled up, fruits of my labor spilled
No magic can bring it back
The Manny be fresh
Off muscle memory- This Is Us
Twin flame with a dark past
That can only go so far without confronting the toll
It took- change
From the dry
Eyes in sight never saw the machine
Charlie, and the factory reset
I set a timer for when you would leave me again-
I turned over and you were
Gone before
My dream ended and tagged my destiny to take the reigns
Roman
My veins showed me how off course I was when looking
At the tracks
Beauty be your last name
It tracks
You know my B-sides not just the
Hit tracks
More precious than a stolen artifact
Still you be jealous
Of my opposite
The chalice be the color of Houston Rocket ship
No malice in your palace
Artest- became our
On Meta you scream for world peace
At home you soak in the K-OS
Though my tone be poke- you are my
Trackmaster, so call me if you want to go
Or in general
Left in charge because batteries weren’t included
Fallacies exit stage right
When the real opens top button
Carrying ice glare like hard hat
I like all of that
Your Stone Cold
And Your Sensational Sherri
But I can’t be the face of your entertainment
And us leaving to a new world
Wouldn’t guarantee order
But it would get us a few things off the menu
Can I choose hunger over sanity ?
Falling crazy in love
Made me sick to my stomach
Points were made,
Just not to throat
I want to throw shade
But my arm is in a sling
For casting too many spells
I’d love to sing to you
Bring a galaxy to your bedside
Each morning
How your name be yelled like

Ownership
Like name omitted from lease
Like work was over at 6
And it’s 6:17-
It takes 15 to get home

To make a thing go right it takes
Too many times I
Knew where this was going
Made common sense walk the plank
Like water… for chocolate
I was on board with whatever
The barrel was coughing up
Often it was the smoking gun
Thought the shot was mine to shoot
Then saw the ball going in the

Directions I now ask for
Sometimes twice