Kicking the Clouds

Standing on the edge, Froze dead
The road ahead, just no steps left
Code red, call the meds
Or better yet just stack a pile of beds
Stand back and just place your bets on real life or this wasted kid
The heart race begins
Out in the rain still and soaked to the skin
Where I'll remain writing songs until the bitterest end
And this is part two
The new zoo, the same freak show
The new crew, the same ink flow
Soft more album with the intro this time a little less incidental
Leaving other rappers drowning in a sinkhole
I am the
Chair of this High Cross Society
How I mostly am and how I feel about society
But that's enough talk about society
Coz I level up switch my habits never lazy with priorities
And you can take that on authority
Write it down this just aint no democracy
I aint ruled by no majority
Every word you'll ever really hear is me
I'm jumping if I ever cease to be, see?
A walk seldom talked about
A fork in the devil's tongue, a snake in the ladder rung
I clung to it, arms wrapped in a death grip
Before I dived head first into the Drowned World with a death wish
The outcome of which is still yet to come
If she floats she's a witch if she drowns a nun
This sounds a ton the weight is won
The greater sum to break the dumb
The coke is done the fades are gone
Replaced by songs, this trip aint really over till they ring the gong
Till then I'm James like Bond
I'm right you're wrong, the king to Kong
Look up in the sky the safety net has gone
To be short you're long

Alarmed by all the drama use of tactics to disarm her
Snakes a charmer perfect storm that stops the seas from being calmer
When all I really wanted was weed and a phone charger
Now I'm kicking up the clouds what a disaster