Art of Wind

Disturbed by the urge for the bourbon, I'm smirking
I'm smoking my herb and I'm hoping for purpose
Blurred like the lines of a circus
Beg for my worth, I won't purchase

Now are you ready, this a verse of a person
Called a clown and confetti, so he's searching for purpose
Learning the earth (Yeah) and
Go down on my lady with the tongue of a serpent, I

Know you can feel it, don't lie
Know you can feel it, oh my
Definitely, divinity
Infinity sign for a bowtie

Finna be right if you don't look
You can ride the wave no cosine
South beach bum with a gold pride
Face red like I root roll tide
No time, our soul's tired, we so tied, so we go wild
Hope while, hide behind a bold profile, no smile
Volatile while i freestyle, sick until I'm senile
Look back to the past with a glass of jack
Wonder will I ever see now, see how

Time intoxicates
Inadequate feelings eradicate
Filling this prism with toxic waste
But culture's a game and we got to play
They don't know what we do
They don't know what we do
They don't know what we do
They don't know, They don't know, They don't know

I'm lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
Thank my mama and papa
Never mistaken awakened the monster
While, they, sedated no kava
I'm lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
Thank my mama and papa
Never mistaken awakened the monster
While, they, sedated no kava

They don't know how we do
They don't know how we do
They don't know how we do
They don't know, They don't know, They don't know

Wouldn't be here, if it weren't for the moment
Couldn't steer clear from this point of view
Sweaty lips, take, plenty sips from the glass (Smash)
Til' my ass been halved and my past been passed

They want me on the leash like the internet
In a sense, they innocence is in this ignorance
In a net, want out and we want it quick
Forget a pet, most flex and go walk a dick

The wind whispers, my skin blisters and grin shivers
When's thin's thicker, my cold tears, run grim rivers
My shin splinters, the old years done come quicker
The big's bigger and shits flipping the fan with it

Fuck our standards like broads
I cannot handle you this handle, gotta hand you it all
Just trying, to manage my mind
With a hand on the ball

So high, you could check my hang-time (hang-time)
Can't recollect your set (I forget)
No lie, I'd rather watch paint dry
Why I always keep a notebook waist high, A, I

Time intoxicates, (Well)
Inadequate feelings eradicate (Disappear)
Filling this prism with toxic waste,
But culture's a game and we got to play (Got to play)

They don't know what we do
They don't know what we do (I don't know)
They don't know what we do
They don't know, They don't know, They don't know

They don't know how we do
They don't know how we do (I don't know)
They don't know how we do
They don't know, They don't know, They don't know

I'm lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
Thank my mama and papa
Never mistaken awakened the monster
While, they, sedated no kava
I'm lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
Thank my mama and papa
Never mistaken awakened the monster
While, they, sedated no kava

They don't know what we do
They don't know what we do (I don't know)
They don't know what we do
They don't know, They don't know, They don't know

They don't know how we do
They don't know how we do (I don't know)
They don't know how we do
They don't know, They don't know, They don't know



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Johnson
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