Palm Planet

I had it all
In the crux of my palm
It was light
Slight felt
I didn't touch it at all
I worked long
Until the stars started forming
And dreams from the day
Grew Wings started soaring
Full plate
What's good from the fridge?
I remember days
I wasn't as full as a kid
Now I'm grown
See the cabinet bit different
Got to work with what's there and
Keep adding until it hits

My pen writes
But what's left I can give?
Turned tiredness and stress
Into gold, Alchemist
From the wind
I received transmissions
I know my water speaks
But I'm not trained to listen
I know the walls talk
But my back is not against them
My tongue is like a sword
When I rap
I'm really Fencing
I'm home
Should I go back
And carry out the distance
Learning to detach
For the good of the vision
Burden on my back
But I'm stronger with my lifting
And Christ is going to watch me
As I carry out the mission
Shooting for the stars
I Need the rocket for my pistons
Pockets need green
I'm in the red like Christmas
Red light district
For a man like MJ
The only thing I'm chasing
Is the MJ
We're not cut from the same cloth
You can't touch my kente
We got different walks of life
It gets caliente
I'm never short staffed
Big stick like Moses
The rose is in control
In all the places it grows in
It knows when
Fate reveals to it
What life has chosen
Here to rid my fear
Of loathing
I bask in the ambiance

Stopped my Mommas loans
Word to Navient
Couldn't stop her tears
For my Au Revoir
Couldn't even speak
When all I wanted
Was to pour my heart
Told me wished I leave
Many hours
Before our argument
If this is reality
Where's the part of the augment?
I enter metaverses
From within as I star trek
I'm left from my flight
Sign of peace
Not farfetched
Off hinged
My ankhlet
Off heads
The bar is set



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Davis
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