12A

Cloud nine till the lights dim
(I'm on) Cloud nine till the lights dim
(I'm on) Cloud nine till the lights dim
(I'm on) Cloud nine till the lights dim

I am
Far from a stranger of making my way on split decisions
As a preface, shit goes best when you can break position
Got no right to be a god, I'm just pushing limits
My pay-to-play is tabled, time to stake the winnings

Get the fuck out of the way
We ain't back in May
You keep on closing in
And then I hit the K
It's okay, run it back
Run it through the day
Burning at the roots
To go and snuff the flames

I'm esoteric
It's the group shots where it's most apparent
When the clarity is disparaging everything I've buried
Got some extra room on the Eastern Ferry
Been tripping at the Zoo, you can call me Harry

I don't mind
I'll never lie

Not the chosen one, shit's overdone
Down the hatch, until I'm worlds above with more run
In a hole before the work is done, the corset's snug
Size it out for when the boredom comes, then board it up

(Okay)
Get the fuck out of the way
We ain't back in May
You keep on closing in
And then I hit the K
It's okay, run it back
Run it through the day
Burning at the roots
To go and snuff the flames

Different narratives
Imperative to when I find you staring in my soul for a variance
It's very slim that you can play a role in the merriment
Bitch I'm carrying
Tryna make us both the therapist

I'm alright
I liked it