Between the Lines
Focus to fables
An opus of cables
Strung into hope
And the able
Movement to cope
With the tables
Turning an ode
To a stable state
Of mental flow
And spatial moksha
Motions of Kosha
A poster reinstated
To show ya
The land of golden
Saviors and holders
Sand and smoked up
Nirvana; a dance
Spoken with honor
Planets unfold to
The comets
My hands older
Than spawning
A plan told to the
Common folks in
Brands broken to
Commas I'm on it
Through the floor
And I'm feeling free
Open up the door
To a new me
Flew forty-four
Infinite breeze
Archangels soar
Through the trees
Starting to get new
Angles on me
Through the floor
And I'm feeling free
Open up the door
To a new me
Flew forty-four
Infinite breeze
Archangels soar
Through the trees
Starting to sort
Through the new me
Brothers in disguise
Open up your eyes
Looking for a place
Between the lines
I was feeling different
Vibes when I hopped
Up in my ride
Mazda six, but I started
In a rocket so I fly
Twenty-six, my prediction
I'mma sell out every
Concert; the mix
That I got lately
Make me feel
Sublime; I was too
Fucking nice to
The crowd back
In time; Now I
Don't have a second
To be sparing for
Those lies It was
God who done picked
Me for a purpose
So I try every day
To work hard
Every day, to be honest
I find myself worried
Bout the stupidest things
This ain't a contest
I'm truly searching
Deeper for peace
All these options
I'm living like two
People in me
Trade my office for
Fame I won't even
Wanna keep, it's crazy
An opus of cables
Strung into hope
And the able
Movement to cope
With the tables
Turning an ode
To a stable state
Of mental flow
And spatial moksha
Motions of Kosha
A poster reinstated
To show ya
The land of golden
Saviors and holders
Sand and smoked up
Nirvana; a dance
Spoken with honor
Planets unfold to
The comets
My hands older
Than spawning
A plan told to the
Common folks in
Brands broken to
Commas I'm on it
Through the floor
And I'm feeling free
Open up the door
To a new me
Flew forty-four
Infinite breeze
Archangels soar
Through the trees
Starting to get new
Angles on me
Through the floor
And I'm feeling free
Open up the door
To a new me
Flew forty-four
Infinite breeze
Archangels soar
Through the trees
Starting to sort
Through the new me
Brothers in disguise
Open up your eyes
Looking for a place
Between the lines
I was feeling different
Vibes when I hopped
Up in my ride
Mazda six, but I started
In a rocket so I fly
Twenty-six, my prediction
I'mma sell out every
Concert; the mix
That I got lately
Make me feel
Sublime; I was too
Fucking nice to
The crowd back
In time; Now I
Don't have a second
To be sparing for
Those lies It was
God who done picked
Me for a purpose
So I try every day
To work hard
Every day, to be honest
I find myself worried
Bout the stupidest things
This ain't a contest
I'm truly searching
Deeper for peace
All these options
I'm living like two
People in me
Trade my office for
Fame I won't even
Wanna keep, it's crazy
Credits
Writer(s): Maverick Lawson
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