G.S.O.M

I often dream but I forget
Im a star I'm the shit
I don't brag about my being busy being optimistic
If I ball its for what?
Because these sheeple always talking?
I'm too tired for the gossip
Introverted but that's awesome
Aye I saw you out on Slauson
I was fly inside my saucer
Always knew she was a Goddess
But this freedom would have cost her
If I ever touch a coffin
Fuck the flowers let them blossom
About to slide in Mother Nature while your father's at the office
No more offers, fuck the promises
We been thru a lot of shit
Started from the bottom like synonym for bottom bitch
Love you like my conference
What comes after W?
Roll that blunt if I'm too blunt
It's whatever you wanna do
Tell me what you're going through
Matter fact don't say a word
I can't read your body language, this the perfect day to learn
Spitting fire straight to urns
Lighting up a jay to burn
Opposite of their concern
Opposition wait ya turn
Battling my brain is rattling
These satellites that I'm surpassing flattering
Everything I see I see the magic in it
Angels waiting for me let me brag a minute
Let me have a second
Inner adolescence getting mad aggressive
Healing generations
Still a nigga made it so I can't complain
Window to my soul
They can't stand the reign
Purple indica my favorite flower
Used to fuck with diesel but it's way too sour
Life is bittersweet you could get devoured
If they can't control you then they take the power
I was hella patient so I'm elevating
Meditating because I'm dedicated
Never basic, had to tailor make it because
I'm something different and they can't contain it
Fuck the system unless it's Henny in it
I be up in Cali like it's really Khemet
Astral traveling is trippy business,
baby ain't no biggie when you skinny
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Writer(s): Wendell Williams
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