Same Portraits

The same portraits pertain to the plain orphan
Who's got his days mixed and his brain distorted
Try to fix and deny he stays dormant swishing rain through my organs
Ambitions change when you try to claim the pain and fortune
A new rendition stays the same which is important
Closed the doors on the more supportive
Ignored poor dorks who haven't gotten it sorted
Proportions will always blow the more you snort it
Spent days where I share and send praise to Cole and Mac
With my whole soul intact
Never conversatin no one ever weighed in payed
Like the rest of best of the patrons

Tell me where ya gonna go (Yeah)
Tell me where ya gonna go (Yeah)
Tell me where ya gonna go (Yeah)
Tell me where ya gonna go (Yeah)
Tell me where ya gonna go (Yeah)

Feel like I got nowhere to go but I gotta home
Feeling empty as I scroll on my phone thinking I got a lotta road to go
Feel like I got nowhere to go but I gotta home
Feeling empty as I scroll on my phone thinking I got a lotta road to go

Twilight in the sky when eyes bright
Highlights come from the highs when it dies right
Blindsight when I hide I'm sideswiped
Simple poetry stoic beats makes heroic heat

Tell me where ya gonna go (Yeah)
Tell me where ya gonna go
Yeah where ya gonna go
Yeah tell me where ya gonna go

Feel like I got nowhere to go but I gotta home
Feeling empty as I scroll on my phone thinking I got a lotta road to go
Feel like I got nowhere to go but I gotta home
Feeling empty as I scroll on my phone thinking I got a lotta road to go



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Robinson
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