Seasons

[Intro]

Uh, can I, can I tell you the story?

Uh, guts, no glory

Uh, yeah, self-explanatory

Uh, let's see, you know what I'm saying?

Check it out

[Verse]

Can we transform? Revelations born from the madness

Ashes to ashes, no more classics

Rap has become, so pornographic

When life has become something never imagined

Passions pass, new feelings emerge

Emotions, flying in the sky with the birds

Where's hope when we need it?

Quotes they compete get us higher than that dope that we chief

Where's focus when functions retreat to the soul?

It's a black hole moguls, following them

Role models in bottles of belief keep swallowing

Drowning in the shallow end deep

Told we can climb mountains of belief

Where's peace when you need it?

Visions of the meek in the jungle and humble

As the sheep make you wonder why you speak when you're spoken to

Feel something holding you back, you want to throw the truth

The lies fly

It's like time used to wonder what makes the wise wise

Had to visualize in surprises

Nothing that them eyes have ever seen

Hold up, is this a dream?

Some blacked out after the last bout

I hatched out all of my issues and put a mag out

Crashed through the glass house, some took the back route

I had to travel light speed to dodge that black cloud

Raining on my parade

Sun shining but it ain't enough shade to hide

The game blind I played, silly games and too many charades

Maskless in this masquerade

Came, conquered, and never saw

Raising hell, hoping Heaven falls

Took the L but I never lost

Stepping off the axis, balancing the galaxy

Realizing facts are hidden behind reality

Casually I dress while addressing her majesty

Flirting passably to other palaces surrounding me

Once crowned king, humbled down to the queen

Gave my kingdom up

Became a mortal man walking Earth, seeking love

Woe is me, bestow belief

Openly speaking it deviant in this woolen form of poetry

Took leadership brain cells just too close to see

Obedient never winning hope, it's known to be me

Got free now they rope in your dreams

With a gold chain, pimp striped suit and a code name

Sweater under leather trying to tell her it's a cold game

And I don't mean it won't change, seasons