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Can't touch what you can't see fuck it Ima put on my shades till I ain't see nothing
Can't breathe heavy thought incoming
Call up on my fam but then fam be buggin'
Can't cry till they eyes dried over, like you really can't process till the whole thing's over
But I'm lost in the sauce even when I'm all sober
I just leave 'em all judgin'

Keep falling and standing proud
Keep running never keep me down
Keep really like sitting down
Keep rest, keep smokin, keep eatin out
And I keep smiling gotta teach me how
And I keep calling, keep reaching out
And I keep study even read aloud
Gotta know what to know what I'm thinking bout
Rerunning old Batman shows on mute in the background while this goes
What he runnin on? Old unleaded so fumed so gassed look at how that droves
Hope he never go have his eyes on a shiny old thing
Cus what a magpie make, with brain that wanna die
Still a magpie make and if it put to the dome
Oh what a shiny thing make do blow

Sometimes I just runaway no matter no where no here no matter
Sometimes feel I go do time pass, just waitin' for the great here after
Sometimes aint feelin the sometimes, Sometimes only feel the low
Sometimes get stuck in the sometimes, so some times I just lose control
Sometimes I just runaway no matter no where no here no matter
Sometimes feel I go do time pass, just waitin' for the great here after
Sometimes aint feelin the sometimes, Sometimes only feel the low
Sometimes get stuck in the sometimes, so some times I just lose control

I keep fallin I must like how the ground taste
Hope i knock out and travel to the old days
Before ways was wicked as the broadways
Old days like older than the feeling of the whole thing
Miss the whole vibe of everybody be okay
And everything okay and everybody okay
And we aint know enough of everybody for the whole thing
So everything all good all great
And everybody okay would come around and say, how you gon doing and I tell em-
Okay
And that was okay
Now its just a lot on my brain, so
Hope he never go have his eyes on a shiny old thing
Cus what a magpie make, with brain that wanna die
Still a magpie make and if it put to the dome
Oh what a shiny thing make do blow

Sometimes I just runaway no matter no where no here no matter
Sometimes feel I go do time pass, just waitin' for the great here after
Sometimes aint feelin the sometimes, sometimes only feel the low
Sometimes get stuck in the sometimes, so some times I just lose control
Sometimes I just runaway no matter no where no here no matter
Sometimes feel I go do time pass, just waitin' for the great here after
Sometimes aint feelin the sometimes, sometimes only feel the low
Sometimes get stuck in the sometimes, so some times I just lose control