Exist

I been in and out that grease so fried
Hey boast on the peace till Friday
Dreams from the evening rising
Scenes and there be surprising
Eyes in arenas see the achievement then reach the silence
Meanings of things I mean things a meter
Can't reach with rulers
Reasons we seeking attention for realignment
To be enlightened you gotta read in between the lines
When life ain't certain and curtains closing over horizons
It's the sun moon and ya rising
Catch me walking

Walking down a rough road
Diamonds in my backpack
Fastened to my soul with the passion on the abstract
Sittin in the middle of an island with no map (Slackin)
Reaching for the top of the empire (Stay intact) no lackin

Sunday mornings after Baptist church, those kind of days
But our Sundays spent with God happening from our bed
A little chat about the future, who knows what that holds
I just know I'm tired of working and being told
What to do
Where to go
When to get there
When to speak
Keep things low
Respect equates fear
Can't respect anyone who can't get here
But where is here
Are we even here

Walking through a meadow
Rubies in my rucksack
Fastened to my hip headed to Oz
Can't read this old map
Sitting in the middle of the sun without a gas mask
Reaching past the top of the empire
Stay intact
No lacking