Verse 1: Ayara God its unholy How these people really dont know me And I ain't been speakin up like the old me Im losing my mind, then I hear the wind chimes Now im run down to the Temple of David yellin Preach! There's yang in his garden and the river's flowing sweet Initaially he welcomed me and told me have a seat And now Im zen'd out Creativity in my mouth Energy flowing from corpus callosum down to me feet.... Bridge: And now Im pushing change.... I wanna change my ways...please... Can't let the music stray..... In the Temple of David I meditate Poetry 1: The embrace of a stranger's open arms may bring you to the face of reality. All the while revealing and reflecting your very dreams in their vibrant eye. Hook: I'd lose my sight of way, and Couldn't find the words to say All the things I could create Dont' need you to do a thing Just influence me like David So I can find my way, then I'd do this everyday, kid Influence me like David Poetry 2: Leaving you breathless as you witness them destroy your delimmas While struggling with their own. And I laugh.........Oh I laughed......what a stranger indeed Verse 2: Ayara I been here for 4 score What a I so down for? I made it to college too! What more could I ask for? Thought I shoulda blended Take my will and bend it To hell with all this "in" sh** Then who would I be "in" with???? I've been on my school sh** Never really do sh** Confused when people tell me "Araya you're the coolest" And now Im feeling foolish A false image projection Mistaking what cool is With my past recollection Bonus Verse 3: David Of Weirdo I rap my way, Like plastic on highways, standing at the nightway Avenue, no chris j Waiting on a ride to heaven, like 9-11 planes, remix a hit that slows your life by 20 frames You got the recipe?, I wrote the cookbook, you guys are carbonated, I'll pop whoever's shook Weirdo's a playstation, we service and make the game, lyrical sweatshop, we overwork you lames Split your particals, partially , just to pardon parts. Hit heavy then get petty like angry hearts Bringing change to the table, like a homeless dinner, spray 2 halves of that sheen, i gotta be a winner Through the wire like kanye you're just jumper cables, you can't provide your own spark, so you need, a label It's an outside view, but i still window, bars deranged and strange cause I'm a weirdo Only guy to air out business in a fan club, my talent's made of helium, I only know up The sky's the limit but for me its the universe, I feel its Armageddon whenever I drop a verse Got the keys, but did I walk in on a bad note?, You fight but submit submissions, like you'll never choke And I'm Sky, levitating with the birds, you need 3 minds just to dig my words