How do I know if I'm boxed in when the feeling has no corners Will I remember When the medicine is supposed to sharpen... Still I nail claws To grasp Guess I'll wonder The dose it takes to carry a tune If it carries more weight than miliigrams I'd rather forget the script To enjoy the daylight The need to fight than keep my eyelids open if my existance exists in a sentence I'll sum it up as this: Remember, the feeling of flight Where clouds whisper and their grace is a platform to get closer to skies Now bring that death I missed the days that would've helped to savor more breaths now I collect the memories that help me inject this beautiful nonsense and keep a nuance of hip hop infected even when tears are literally filling within this concept Let's just try to enjoy Like innocence Like when watching a little brother hit a groundball single Like when eyes to the backseat mirror can't catch enough beautiful glimpses Like when laughter that's not your own has you laughing louder because they find something funnier than you'll never know Fuck a format, my life is outside boundaries that's been enough prescribed So when I go out, know I love the notion of love and it's concept I say all this before that ammonia collects corrupts and causes me to forget
_____________________________________ No need to get my mental status cold stressin