Cloud Nine

Head is in the clouds 99% of the time
Although my cloud nine seems to have passed me by
I sit and wait I try to bide my time
These dreams are mine
But for now I guess waiting in line is fine
Carmen San Diego, she travels with trivago
Casamigos at the castle, I've been sipping out the bottle
Got my flowers, no Ramona, rockier than Colorado
All these itches I've been scratching, tryna lead before I follow
I've been checking my balances
Where's there's checks yeah there's balances
For every action, there's counter it
Having adverse reactions to anything counterfeit
If it's money, establishments or the people I count against
I'm too up, I don't wanna be down again
Square dance with humility, tryna see what I vilify
What's some things that I really need?
What's the things that I edify?
Editorials ducking me, I'm still stacking on Spotify
If everybody's a critic, should I be losing some sleep at night?
Probably not, burner's hot
No one's shot, I'm just making pasta
My car ain't going fast, 65, that's a Tame Impala
My partner he served the pack, then he stopped
Think he's moving smarter
Smartwater bottle, hole in the top, water in the bottom
My superpower's dream control
Knew that it was at an early age
Back when I was still wearing bangs
I was fumbling around in your brain's file cabinets
Time traveling's not the right label
Time's relative
Clive Barker made a fine head of pins
Synthesize some sense of it
Whole circle's like Joe Pesci
Goodfellas in the whole session
My bad if I see pink elephants
I'm Mr. Pink like Steve Buscemi
Both blushing from the same memory
I didn't see anything you've not been thinking 'bout anyway
Bottomless popcorn, a bucket, a recipe
Shot at the sheriff but not at the deputy
Sifting and sifting, high school experience
Girl that you miss and the guy that she does
Maybe a beach or a house that you hate
With a deep dive into the private estate
Short term or long term memories, I don't discriminate
Secret you spill and a secret you wish
Amygdalatic emotional ties but close your eyes nonetheless
Head is in the clouds 99% of the time
Although my cloud nine seems to have passed me by
Damn, my lil homie just ordered an eighth
He's still in college and failing his math
Trip off the tree and he ask me the grade
I see synchronicities in our path
I see synchronicity every place that I look
Lost my place in the book but I'm praying to God
I'm playing the odds
I think it's a balance
I think it's established that playing your cards don't mean a thing
Unless you come clean about that lil trick up your sleeve
You know what I mean?
I see color when I dream
Fifth dimensional streams
Life's a show for a true man and I'm about to make a scene
Head is in the clouds 99% of the time
Although my cloud nine seems to have passed me by
I sit and wait I try to buy time, these dreams of mine
But for now I gaze waiting in line is fine