(Hook 1): (Gab Pell, 28., The.Blind.Monkey)

Everything is possible

I get to show you my soul

Everything is possible

I let you see in my soul

Everything is possible

I get to show you my soul

Everything is possible

But ain't nothing's gonna be simple

(Gab Pell):

That’s alot of vivid pictures running down my mind

Catch me walking out if you still wasting my time

Cuz every single night trynna hold on to my life

Wonder why I don’t reply

You’re thinking you over me right

But overthinking every night

“God”

It’s only a question of time

“Of course”

You couldn’t find your peace of mind

“Oh no”

I Finally took care of mine

“The goat”

Guess that I’m finally fine

“So dope”

I’d rather keep my shit in line

Until my calvins size is on the decline

For Reall

Shit is too easy for me

Second EP feels like comic relief

I’m eating these rappers like entres

Keep it 3000 like andre

I really feel your’in the wrong place

I don’t really fuck with a two faced

Now back to this November curse

I wish that my life flowed as well as my verse

(Hook 2 )

(28.):

So I forgive wrong

'cause learning everyday I'm the first one

I always find a way to put my words on

Sometimes I escape with my mind gone

Far away, Yo unwind or wait

When I'm off, then im on

Can't erase all your mistakes

Listen up you belong

Better all that shit today

Don't be waiting for no one

Fuck your puff to operate

That's enough yo 'cause you young or you old

You gone or woke, you rich or you broke, You wish or you know, never hide from the soul yo

I decide, you sit or you go

Preoccupied 'cause it's high then it's low

Multiply points applied, live your life before you die

I get the why, you living a lie

You see with your eye, but look up inside

Every year vision is clear

Step on my fear using my ears

Learning the route, move out the cloud

Love is it now? Words out my mouth

(Take the time 'cause ain't no time out yo

Find ya mind that's what it's all about bro) X2

(The.Blind.Monkey):

Gather my life to my left

Seeing it swipe to my right

I use to play for myself

Now I've just widened my sight

Life as a team is the sharing of pressure

The feelings and pleasures

The light as a feather

A friendly departure

The love when it fails ya

The come back to get ya

The leave 'cause I'm sick and you getting me sicker

You patch up my heart but you're stuck like a sticker

You're apple is sweet and I swear that I pick her

My glass just ran out and I'm drinking the juice like it's water

I wanted to end up my verse like I'm acting all crazy

But shit won't amaze me

The truth is

It calms down my nerves

Makes me lucid

I wish I could go back to lose it

Damn truth is

I really could do it but I find myself through the music

(Hook 3)