where to begin stare in the air wind wants to be friends tell it again an again we cannot start another trend to get my money where its posed ta be dope is trees smoke released dopamine coke to me is a joke i could get to pokin thieves over open seats who really hopless is he who knows that he owe the deceased a potent g to no degree do i over heat i know deciet i feel it slowly openly killin me trilogy knows hes bbeast 3 lone beings are chosen soldiers im told go preach notice things i wouldnt have seen if i wasnt woke wit ease shows must proceed their lodestones reach across ozones froze in the old phone pics wit the only peeps who knows the me i know they weep i needa slow down foldin a crease in these sheets every wave holdin me i shouldnt be in the hole i created feel like im throwed in the ocean of heroic beasts