Floating On An 808
Chipping away at the cement wall you call a brain
I'm here for the day,
hoping to catch you fore the color fade
And I dissipate
Back into an atmosphere so clear,
Melding with the chemical reaction
I'm falling back to earth then I'm splashing
Kick your feet in a puddle
Thoughts always muddled
Do you love the feeling of it all
When the world comes to halt
A molecule visible for a minute
And that's how it is when you living
Constantly moving
Are you a shark in your existence
I'm stuck while I'm twisting
In and out of a place, I feel distant
So try to catch me fore I'm lifted
Today I'm floating on a 808
Catching my 747
It's a wavy charade
Let me fly away
Today I'm living in transience
They find me caught between these phases
Where the only difference is my phone don't have a headphone jack
And maybe the music flows from that
Bone conduction, got a bassline wiggling with your liver
Filter out the shit covering the message
Taking universal approaches to liberty
Cause tf is the point of living, laughing with no love
You prolly put that shit up
Thinking it's inspirational but in my sedation, it's clear imitation
Pass me a marker, we'll make some minor edits with citations
Today we breathe, bleed, and sleep
Fuck the alliteration, I'm coming back for relief
Slam down onto egg crates
Now this got me in a strange headspace
Today I'm floating on 808
Catching my 747
It's a wavy charade
And imma fly back again
I'm here for the day,
hoping to catch you fore the color fade
And I dissipate
Back into an atmosphere so clear,
Melding with the chemical reaction
I'm falling back to earth then I'm splashing
Kick your feet in a puddle
Thoughts always muddled
Do you love the feeling of it all
When the world comes to halt
A molecule visible for a minute
And that's how it is when you living
Constantly moving
Are you a shark in your existence
I'm stuck while I'm twisting
In and out of a place, I feel distant
So try to catch me fore I'm lifted
Today I'm floating on a 808
Catching my 747
It's a wavy charade
Let me fly away
Today I'm living in transience
They find me caught between these phases
Where the only difference is my phone don't have a headphone jack
And maybe the music flows from that
Bone conduction, got a bassline wiggling with your liver
Filter out the shit covering the message
Taking universal approaches to liberty
Cause tf is the point of living, laughing with no love
You prolly put that shit up
Thinking it's inspirational but in my sedation, it's clear imitation
Pass me a marker, we'll make some minor edits with citations
Today we breathe, bleed, and sleep
Fuck the alliteration, I'm coming back for relief
Slam down onto egg crates
Now this got me in a strange headspace
Today I'm floating on 808
Catching my 747
It's a wavy charade
And imma fly back again
Credits
Writer(s): Clarence Morse Jr.
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