Quiet Culture

Clouds meander through the pastures of the sky

Grazing on the last bit of rays from the sunset

The scenery’s interrupted by the banner

On the plane saying *Have you gotten what’s yours yet?*

Guess it’s time to raise dopamine levels

Lazy feet ready to push on the pedal

Hands upon the wheel to steer, burning

Rubber to discover any new frontier

Loudness in the fun… good times

Splashed over everyone… thе noise have a scent

Smеlls of rebellion is what the casting of the

Spells in…..where nobody reads the fine print

Everybody wants bright lights .. but what they

Might need is a reset closed eyes get

Focus shows up with a mute button...now ain’t

That something jump into the world without regrets

That's lIfe....you gotta taste a lil’

Bad w/ the good as you should when you taking a

BIte...you might need a little

Quiet time placed inside ya culture after having a

SlIce...move along on the

Path if they ask where you going say ya getting it rIght

Cuz that’s life…

She said

Mirror mirror in the palm of my hand

Who's the fairest king in the land? she swiped through &

Met a man…who swept her feet of the ground &

Whispered all the right bright candy in her crown

Now she high on sugar from the places he done took her finer

Things in life can leave ya mind inside a pressure cooker color

Of the money hiding red flags from her view (SO MANY

BAGS WHAT TO DO?) pull off the tags they for you

(NOW HE ASKS FOR BEDTIME) should she supply it?

She could use some lovin’ infused in her diet

She let her mind go quiet...all the noise took a

Backseat with all the drama it employs

A clear head spoke on her behalf…..letting him

Know taking it slow works better for her path. the

King was out of time to lend.. so the Queen’s

Back to the mirror taking another spin

That's lIfe....you gotta taste a lil’

Bad w/ the good as you should when you taking a

BIte...you might need a little

Quiet time placed inside ya culture after having a

SlIce...move along on the

Path if they ask where you going say ya getting it rIght

Cuz that’s life…

Polite pressures many of us succumb to

Speed bumps in life we all run through

Pilots to our own turbulence is who we be

Intersecting with others on the same spree

Don't worry bout' we. we ain’t disappear

The quieter we become the more that we can hear &

When the stream calls for us to jump In to

Swim , you can float along the path you intend

That's lIfe....you gotta taste a lil’

Bad w/ the good as you should when you taking a

BIte...you might need a little

Quiet time placed inside ya culture after having a

SlIce...move along on the

Path if they ask where you going say ya getting it rIght

Cuz that’s life…