Guiding Light.

I tasted the water
And that's when I called ya
Like baby I'm over the border
Hate being cautious
Everyone knows me I'm nauseous
Where's my guiding light
Where's my guiding light
Where's my guiding light

You, you, you
You, you, (can't trust) you
You, you, you
You (can't trust) you, you
You, you, you, you (can't trust)
You, you, you (can't trust) you
You

Where was you
Where was you when I weren't immune
You lose you mind, ain't much left to lose
Ticking time bomb with the shortest fuse
Where's my guiding light
At the end of the spliff
Let it burn through the night
Cause it's gonna be 'ight in this bitter youth
Whisper me more taboo
Ten of my tendencies selling me empathy
Deep down I see the ruse
Can I just breathe can I get the room
Cause baby you know me let's call a truce
I ain't got the time for that pick & choose

3000 sonnets & there's none unpolished
I'm the danger coming, not a trending topic
I am not a novice, you don't like it? Love it

I come from the bottom you niggas is lying
Mummy had told me to chuckle & churn up your corn
When you look at me look at a giant
Letting my hair down you hoe cause I'm tired
This is your guiding light
Who had you through fight or flight
Who turned you to dynamite
Who then had more advice
Oversight, more precise, more divine
More concise, we intertwined, borderline schitz
Where is your faith? Is it God? I exist
Where was that passage that said you won't live through the damage
You down for this shit? No one hands you this shit, & you're pissed
What do I do with you boys
What do I, what do I, what do I, what do I, hm
What can you do to the voice of the void
What can you, what can you, what can you
Push me right off of the edge
I gotta take off his head
Certain shit got to address
Take off that crown; reassess
Never was yours I confess
That's reality check
1 for the money I pledge
2 for the family tree
Oh for the nights that I wept
They gotta give me my; they need to give me respect
I need a lot of love just to make up for all the times that they didn't
You need to step aside with your regicide
It ain't suicide I ain't finished
I'm; super conscious of your energy
Overloading on my sensory
Run it backwards don't project on me
You're draining me out, mentally

I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love
I need a lot of love