Options

Yeah
Yo

This just passion and pain in my music
Masking my game and influence
Asking the same from contusion
Bruising my skin
Losing the movement when I be stewing within
(yeah)

I'm blasting insane like I'm fluid
Cracking the shame as a noose and
In fact my brain is so stupid
Map has been stained with the movement
Proving my wins
Who can be fruitful when two and two is not friends
(yeah)

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

There's plaques in my veins that are soothing
Lacking the frames to be shooting
Asking for change when the movies
Baking this cake on a plate, so fate can be lucid
Ain't no way I'm going back to sleep
I'm making improvements

For the sake of myself
For the health of brain and the sake of just cruising
Wealth is a perspective that's contained in the face of amusement
Ain't no space for your hatred
Just bass interlacing the crates
Like they sacred and made for abusing

I don't really see another option
Might as well just go ahead and try
Never see what's flying past my optics
Wonder why can't ever seem to cry

I don't really see another option
Might as well just go ahead and try
Never see what's flying past my optics
Wonder why can't ever seem to cry

Passion swells within me
I'm a bursting hose
Actions will defend me
As I search for growth
Purpose is the work
To let the words just float
Out my mind and out my heart
Until there's words from throat

Never see myself until I'm finished
No perspective or a lesson 'til there's time
Trickery will make you think you're winning
Stay observant while you keep up on your grind

Life kinda like a fine dine
With some kind eyes
And I don't know
If I'll find lines
Hope I don't choke
So I bide time
Try to grow slow
While I sky climb
From a photo
You can find grime
I just hope those
From my life might
Close though and despite flight
I'll be home soon
Once I find my
Soul moves in the night sky
I'ma hold true to what I find right
To what I find right
I mean I'll find it right?
Right?
Right?

I don't really see another option
Might as well just go ahead and try
Never see what's flying past my optics
Wonder why can't ever seem to cry

I don't really see another option
Might as well just go ahead and try
Never see what's flying past my optics
Yeah