Verse one
Writing over instrumentals
Leaning on the kitchen counter
this is all my stage
I been badding up the latest rental
Going 30 over humps, corners spilling out my change
I heard life is but a dream
Well all my past live come with down thing to say
I was napping in the comfort
My goodness I message, like Mandy gets in your frame
I got cocoa butter dreams, over dark rum thoughts,
I'm pulling at the seams at this seamless course
Non concentrate it’s nature we got the sauce
My mind on Sirius, I simmer with similar sorts
All likes and similes just give me rhythm when I walk
Spark pineal atoms spins when I talk
My poetry is deep I never fail,
My poetry is deep.
But still I'm trying to get my mind if my ex, addiction kills
And Instagram is fucking with my will
My anxiety and unpaid bills give me the chills
but the love I have around me gives me will
The sincerity I give to you will make you keep it real
Then you keep it real with me and we can build
The sincerity I give to you will make you keep it real
You keep it real with me and we can heal
Many years I spent not loving myself
I was afraid of what I feel
I didn't mean to seem aloof when we were earlier introduced
I guess I got use to holding out for something real

Chorus
Everything has a reason
Aint no mistakes on us
Never cautious living
You always get your spot blown up
I aint got the answers man, I’m just trying to fill my cup
Never cautious living
We just singing in the wind with what we got


Verse two
Went back to the one I'm dating, afternoon
Doubled up my knowledge so I need half the moves
Issues no longer my voodoo won't give to you
Except maybe the chronic wounds they stay with you
Thinking, let's immigrate to somewhere affordable
Where the crashing of the waves are clearly audible
Cause we deserve it we are magic every molecule
Like the honourable Angelou said we're phenomenal
Lets engage all our chakras, kundalini
Drink some ayahuasca bring the DMT
Travel in our sleep across the solar system
Or just cook a lovely meal for no apparent reason
Cause I know kings sleeping in coaches cause they're priced out of a home
I know queens who could build nations but they battle with their combs
She’s told she's not enough and her beauties measure in stones
But if she's too much to raise up then it could be your back bone
I know kings dedicated to their youths
The failings of their fathers have given them all the proof
Of they’re not around who will water the roots
And without a commander and chief who will their children salute
I know queens building nations like troops
Telling us that we matter like any loving mother would do
I'm just perusing and musing upon my troops
I'm not a thug but how Tupac you got in you