Drifting

As I stay back, I observe And my third eye opens As I look around the curve of the glass But I think about the past and these snakes in the grass but I contemplate and then I meditate But I'm like what is this and who’s this Cuz I'm tryna do my shit That’s my fucking business You think it affects me But it don’t I did it by myself if you don’t believe me then you won’t I wouldn’t pay for a talent If I have it then I’ll use it Won’t loose it Talk to my face no snakes behind my back Cus when I hop on this beat you know I don’t lose track Of the time You know I’m in my prime Not a minister Not pumping iron like Thatcher But bunning zoots In May like Theresa Feeling sinister But for these likes, I do not pay How can I say Expressions flowing like a river Flows strong when I think I deliver I'm not just tryna eat But tryna get this bread And this motherfucking dough How far can I go I don’t know If they ain’t real then I guess they gotta go So I guess they gotta go What do I I do this shit that I don’t know Where do I go Clock ticks like a time bomb In a timezone Time-lapse when my bro gone Wanna go home Till I grind till the sun gone Reaching for the stars They’re inside me not a million miles away How can I say That it’s gonna be okay I'm in bed pen in hand, some things we just can’t understand But when it clicks in my head It’s like contraband I feel amazed but stuck in a maze now I’m lost In my thoughts in my head, I’m preaching No mum the anger isn’t teaching me nothing Every time I weaken but My heart beats like a tiptoeing demon Sliding through gliding through my mind Up straight through the ceiling Some know, others don’t Some people love you But others won’t But I stay afloat And barely breathing Truth and knowledge that’s truly what I’m seeking What do I I do this shit that I don’t know Where do I go Clock ticks like a time bomb In a timezone Time-lapse when my bro gone Wanna go home Till I grind till the sun gone