I'm dreaming

I'm thinking

You don't really know what's got you down

Spacey as could be got you riding clouds

Your mind tends to stray away from the crowd

People act so foolish with they negative shroud

See I'm on cloud 9, thinking we will be fine,the timing is right, now the lighting is prime, only time for common cents no dimes and useless, sticking to rhymes, spittin the rhyme fuck the light of lime, take the beat and design, created canvas from vine, smoking dro will walking through my favorite set of pine, gone flow cuz these stars align

Showed me the line and showed me direction, making sense of adolescence, universe keeps protection, the blessings your possessin, ain't by physical possession, all must take reflection, lead the ride direction, let your mind go collection

Tell me what's a king to a peasant

When the king ain't even present

All of the same descendent, quit pretending like you ascended, transcendent it then invent it, your body stores and pent it

And you don't really know what spoke so loud

But you feel you need to leave and maybe make some sound

Never knew where it may be bound

But knew that it may come to astound

Never bound no chain, never rock, but slang, a niggah high no need for a plane, funny cuz they laughed and said a niggah insane. So I guess that's really it and you're the one to blame

And now you ain't feeling that far down

Instead of tripping you just wipe the sweat from brow

And leave them asking how

Dropped the microphone they all said wow