[00:00:12] All the moments spent crying, I was meant to laugh
[00:00:15] The past don't hurt as much as it did
[00:00:18] I'm in tact, honorable syntax
[00:00:20] Just trying to cope, I had a head full of smoke
[00:00:23] And a stomach where the gin sat
[00:00:25] Imagine if I didn't rap
[00:00:27] I'm grateful for the gift of gab
[00:00:29] Articulate the break and let a wave crash
[00:00:31] The place I put my pain at
[00:00:33] The place I let it rain at
[00:00:35] Where the fleeting feelings ain't facts
[00:00:37] It's the transmutation of a sane man
[00:00:40] Flying through the outer realm and praying for a safe landing
[00:00:43] My kind of grace, candy
[00:00:45] And sage managed to make it out alive
[00:00:48] And live a life of great standards
[00:00:50] My head's spinning like a break dancer
[00:00:53] With all my problems in question, I got the same answers
[00:00:56] I meandered, the path zigzagging like a jack-o'-lantern
[00:01:00] My inner light relying on my candor
[00:01:03] To make the expedition, got a plan first
[00:01:06] I had the premonitions, gripping grimace to my hands
[00:01:08] Hurt all that petty banter
[00:01:10] When I was busy kicking cans
[00:01:12] Young black gifted like the panthers
[00:01:16] Past life regressions at a glance
[00:01:18] I speak the language of the heart
[00:01:19] Those who seek it understand
[00:01:21] I trust that where I'm meant to be is where I am
[00:01:24] Spirit led me through the ash and left impressions in the sand
[00:01:28] Swift on my toes, stick with me
[00:01:30] Pick up the tempo and pulse
[00:01:32] The ninja blenders, spin them until they poke
[00:01:34] Unfiltered, the brittle broken
[00:01:36] Bread bitter at how the cup's spilling
[00:01:38] This mistress won't give up a goal
[00:01:40] Tough titty to hold
[00:01:42] It took a toll on the mental
[00:01:44] To never switch up
[00:01:45] But still want different results
[00:01:46] Sisyphus living the load
[00:01:48] It's a slippery slope
[00:01:50] The boat are big and wide
[00:01:51] Aloha, I mean goodbye and hello
[00:01:53] Thin Lizzy, the boys back in town
[00:01:55] The village is no sin, city, local, kiss the ground
[00:01:58] I've been here before
[00:01:59] Sitting pretty, I'm the one who manufactured the storm
[00:02:03] Advantage me, I broke the tie, we had to move on
[00:02:05] Answer me please, I had his Bible, I cast me the stone
[00:02:11] The animal ain't screaming, we slashed him
[00:02:13] My daddy went home
[00:02:15] Snatched out of sleep, shattered dreams
[00:02:17] We crashed in the morning
[00:02:18] Gotta keep it brief, the liturgy, it had to be poem
[00:02:27] We don't read and write poetry because it's cute
[00:02:31] We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race
[00:02:35] And the human race is filled with passion
[00:02:40] And medicine, law, business, engineering
[00:02:42] These are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life
[00:02:46] But poetry, beauty, romance, love
[00:02:52] These are what we stay alive for