Choices

I heard all the hype, and was surprised about it
It didn't make much sense, but I read all about it
And then I gave it my energy. And I worked at it
And with the fruits of the labour, I made a fruit salad

But they told me "speed up the recipe. Make it automatic"
And I ain't like how it felt. Said "I could live without it"
If I ain't live nothing new, why would I talk about it?
And when it's forced, it's lies, and I start to move erratic

And in that moment, the room's energy turned cold
There was never a vibe in there. It been cold
Looked at the cards I was dealt and made a quick fold
It felt right when I made the choice to let it go
I tried to run but music running inside my soul

It's like I got no choice but to catch a vibe

I said it so it is so. State of the art flow
I stumbled on it. They let me know at the art show
I had it all and I didn't know, but now I know
It's in my genetic code. And that's the way she go

Once I found my frequency, it made it easy
They work hard, play hard, but never take it easy
I had to stay off the grid to keep myself singin'
Now here's a natural bop to keep your heads ringin'

I never felt at home out on the west coast
They spelled my name wrong at Starbucks on my dark roast
I built a bridge and the arsonists showed up to burn it
If respect is earned then disrespect is earnest

I see the future in fuschia when I close my eyes
A mix of blood and psychedelia visualized
They exile me but miss when I'm not there
I'm better off making records then going to disappear