Gesmas on the Cross

This for you if you're a reject
And your minds all on your conscience
Someone says you're weird, someone says you're weird
Someone says you're weird
I've learned...

I found you in the peace
You were once my freak, for real
Cast out on a crucified iron
Lucified iron, crucified iron, noose aside I'm
Hung by Adams Apple
Trees in my mind, steep on the side amazing designs
Giving my mind
I have no other loves except for my heart
You were my only one

So hey, can we
Go by Tarrywile
Cause I've been feeling I've been so wild
I know you know the way I could smile at you

I love how my words will evolve
Somewhere when I get a song
Where they can understand me
Cause I feel like I'm in the dark
They can never get what I say
Cause I don't know if I'm that way
But I know everything that
Everything that
Everything's okay
I have like nothing to give pain
I have like nothing to give pain
It was a time to be that, time to be that
Time to be that escape
You can give everything that escapes
You can give everything that escapes
I have no time to be mad, time to be mad
Time for me that way, oh oh

I give you some of my conscience
You can give me some of yours too
I know that you don't want this
You don't want this, you don't want this
Cause you can't live like this
They came from another time of inter dimensional mind shifts
Coded to myself introspective
When I said that it came from an inter dimensional mind
Just know that I've seen so many dimensions
My schizophrenic vibe it gives me super eyes
So when I switch up all the time I see the super flies
All the super guys and spies and all the don dada ties
They said he gotta die
I resurrected from the point where they said that they gotta get him
And I got up and got it twice
What do I see every time that I feel like, I feel like I had gave my life to god until god is Giving me everything that I could see in the inter mind
And hope that god designs that die

God body child
Resurrected
Resurrected as a hero that died in his own zero
The tarot card was always so reflective
That witches brew was always so projective
The tears of all that we seems so reflective
Oh, that use of all that weed seems to reflect it

I will give you everything that i can see inside my head
Anything that I can see inside my consciousness is just something, oh
Every time that I feel like I got something said
But I've got nothing to say when I say I got something said
I feel like I'm just getting dethroned
But who am I to be the king of my own head? When everybody knows that everything inside my conscience isn't what it was meant to be, bro
When I die and I die on acid, I realize I resurrected again and then my reflection comes Back to me, bro
They mad cause I'm a negro