Verse 1:
I Move with the Wind
Make change in a breeze
Bake trees, no Hallucinogens
So Used to the Sin
Sanity seem like the Lunacy Bin
But found my way without a Clue to Begin
And I'd Do it Again
Makin' mountains Move with my Pen
Growing pains can hurt more than Losing A Friend
I'm too Cool to Pretend
And too hot for You to Contend
Hooligan Men
Doomed to consume the Jewelry Trends..
Not Soon to be Them
I Got my Own Path
Blaze it brave and Talk with Gonads
And Fought off Wolf Packs
I Lost the Old Mac
Put so much pressure on myself;
I could hear my sore lower back Bones Crack
But I Won't Crash
Gotta delivеr it like a Door Dash
Keep Notes Stacked highеr than a Dope Stash
Release the pen and watch it Float Back
Flowing on my Soul Patch
Bringing it to life; call it Ghost Craft...
Hook:
What if
We were both Angel and Demon
What If
Anything could Change with the Seasons
What if
We decided to Up Shift
Took our chances like "What Risk?"
And never Ducked sh*t
What If
We were both Angel and Demon
What If
Everything could Change with the Seasons
What If
Anything and everything was possible
What Bliss
Verse 2:
What's This?
Knowing yourself is up on the 'Cut' List?
Dumb sh*t
Keep throwing them up just 'cuz the Cuffs Fit
Not every bullfrog can be a prince with One Kiss
I'm still dope when my bu*t Trip
Like my Crutch Lit..
Shapeshift right out in Public Scenes
From mean mugs to the ones who got Love for Me
It's Tough to See
Walking through the Dusty Breeze
Until the dawn feels like Dusk to Me...
So I Trust the Beat to Carry the Torch
The Bo Jacks of Rap, no Chariot Horse
Get Buried Of Course, with Barely a Force
Got Various Forms, they're Rarely the Norm
A Bear form the North
Who Rain verses like a Terrible Storm..
Sincerely from Yours Truly; We're Gods in Disguise
Living in our Own Movie, we can't Possibly Die
Once the bun is in the oven there's no Stoppin' the Rise
Take the leap; falling Taught us to Fly...
Hook:
What if
We were both Angel and Demon
What If
Anything could Change with the Seasons
What if
We decided to Up Shift
Took our chances like "What Risk?"
And never Ducked sh*t
What If
We were both Angel and Demon
What If
Everything could Change with the Seasons
What If
Anything and everything was possible
What Bliss