[Verse 1]

The resurrection of Chopra the Spitter-painless

In the process of a newer form of my old self-the phases

That I'm going through won't phase my youth, the Boing flew just right over my head but I'm the pilot that's on deck

Riding on the track but all my footsteps are nowhere around-i'm racing

To search for my own path but that is hard when joints are blazing nonstop 24/7

I'm all blocked off-into heaven might be the ultimate goal for most people but not with me yet

[Bridge]

I still look for a guardian angel

To protect myself from inner damagе

The stars are sparkling-oh, darling, save mе

From the cancer or the liver damage

[Hook]

This is the resurrection of my dreams

I got a lot of things to handle now

Writing my songs like they're a part of me

Forgetting all the random sounds

[Verse 2]

The weed's become my stable follower in every aspect of my life, the Cali Weed is popping nice-mind's racing

I'm writing down this track and don't just violently attack rather i'm crying in my bed instead of hiding in the basement

Adapting to the norms

Still fighting back the demons

Agressive to the core

High-time flying to the Eden

Head is filled up with the darkest of the thoughts

Represssed feelings they're too hard to just ignore

[Bridge]

I still look for a guardian angel

To protect myself from inner damage

The stars are sparkling-oh, darling, save me

From the cancer or the liver damage

[Hook]

This is the resurrection of my dreams

I got a lot of things to handle now

Writing my songs like they're a part of me

Forgetting all the random sounds