Writer's Block

Im falling through the sky man don't mind me
Yeah My face sun tanned I just came from the sea
And ion got no plans I just move to the beat
Gotta all hold hands if we wanna be free

You know that lovin is free
Live in connectivity
Reciprocation the key
Choose to plant yo own seeds
Grow yo soul like a tree
Actin kind add a leaf
Yeah That's the power I see
And that's the life that I preach

I know winning's a vibe better bet on me
I know Feelin alive can be oh so sweet

Life: Call it a peach
Pink Orange
Food Porn

I'm extending my reach
Wings soar
Far Foreign

Knife: behind my teeth
Sheath sword
Words sworn

Lines: coming with ease
Seams torn
Grown more

Closed doors
Move forward

Love scores
Lust snores

You bored?
I'm sure

Your world's old lore
My world's high Score
Roast s'mores
Letters: Four
Prayin for a lack of war
Prayin for decrease in gore

Dream of swimming on the shore
Dream of swinging off the rope
Dream of summer dream of hope

The goal is in scope
Don't let your flow go
Keep swimming don't choke
Stay with the two stroke
Find gold and Lay low

Yknow yknow?
My words spray the ground I gotta hundred rounds

My minds stayin sound not boutta slow down
My mouth lacks a frown happiness found
I'm feeling like the mayor of my own town

Got my own sound
Better listen now
The flow in style
Feeling wild
Simmer down
Feeling like I'm sitting down
Feeling like I'm running round
Energy releasing now
Mind just like merry-go-round
All these thoughts I'm geeking out

Think Its 'bout time i felt a crown
Uh huh

Used to trip over the playground
Uh huh

Now I got a queen ion rebound
Uh huh

Just a lil touch and I'm spellbound
Uh huh

You fuck with me
I burn the g's
Like third degree

You know I'm clean
I churn on beats
Calliope

You see what I mean
I yearn for green
Eternally

You hear the breeze
My turn foreseen
They onto me

Geo falls is up on the marquee
Im Shoppin round Dover Street Market
You talkin shit it better be hyperbole
Its Been two minutes still I haven't missed - the beat
Being unique's my idiosyncrasy
My vibe's a mix of things
The definition: potpourri

Love with me, Stay slow
Dungarees: Blue clothes
Inner peace: Yellow
Fall asleep, So cold
With the heat, Ten toed

So serene: My soul
But my team so rock n roll and all they say is Geronimo

I know
When my soul sings it's ringin hallelujah

I know
When I'm floating my Melodies will soothe ya

I know
When I'm soaking the suns around the corner

I know
That my flow's clean I do not need it proven

I'm movin always groovin
I'm stayin in the loop and
You better learn to tune in

Because if you don't learn to tune in
You'll never get to groovin
You'll fall out of the loop, damn

Still think I might just offer you a helping hand
Cuz I know I'll never really be a bad man
But just know that I act different under circumstance
And still I won't just give a bone or give a damn
I stay with Equal energy there's no making me dance
There's no makin me dance
Nah
There's no makin me dance