young, mystical, And unlimited (feat. Cam Barnes)

I got enough time behind me
To have a sense of who I be
And enough time ahead
For me to leaven my bread
Before the feast get too lively
And I'm better off dead
My days creep like ivy
Over bricks bright red
They say I'm not right in the head
I need to bee more timely
Time and time again
They be rushing right beside me
Its the same destination
Different means to the end
To pave an explanation
Need the beast to be fed
You can leave me on read,
Just don't leave me un-read
'Cause it's a sleazy affair
And it needed to be said
Man, I speak my mind
And I breathe my breath
In-time with the drum line
Beating in my chest
In tune tune with the melody
I'm humming on the steps
Leave my memories cremated
And I rise above the mess
And I should try for nothing less

Pity the blank mind
Who bullies the blank page
Do you pity the hot sauce
While staring at the frank stain?
Pity the golf club,
Thrown result of damn rage
I pity, who holds the tool
But pities his own brain
Wrong game found himself stuck in
Oy vey
His own ways drowned him in nothings
Behold weight
The tongue-tied shadow man is quiet
I said the tongue-tied shadow man is quiet

I let the blood from my cut
Hit the page
I am here to make an impression
And be feared by the brave
I let the sun shine through
My window pane
And finally it's clear to me
The blessing is change
Me, I play this game
Like the panpipes: winded
I lifted more than I could carry
And rescinded
My bid for a salary
To finish the plan
I live for the gallery
Of unfinished cans
I'm a man who sees growth
As just being less bothered
The first word I spoke
Was the first poem I authored
I hope that my prose
Has improved since then
And that the tropes I chose
Might be used again
But I move the pen
As a blind man
My eyes distract me
Ideas loose again
Ill be right back,
And I'll be happy
I just need a breath of air
And maybe something more
I just need a sec to stare
Out at this world I ignore
I was born with a voice
So I use it
And I explore my choice
Through the music, never abuse it
I move with my spirit
I'm never too lucid
I know when I'm near it
That the shackles are loosened
So if Zeus
Is to strike me down with lightning
I'll go peacefully
Knowing I'll live on through writing
Said if Zeus
Is to strike me down with lightning
I'll go peacefully
Knowing I'll live on

Pity the blank mind
Who bullies the blank page
Do you pity the hot sauce
While staring at the frank stain?
Pity the golf club,
Thrown result of damn rage
I pity, who holds the tool
But pities his own brain
Wrong game found himself stuck in
Oy vey
His own ways drowned him in nothings
Behold weight
The tongue-tied shadow man is quiet
I said the tongue-tied shadow man is quiet