[Intro: YOSHUA, Anderson .Paak & Pharrell ]

I told you what the freedom was

When Skateboard P influenced it all

Yeah

And they would just be like

"Damn, get that Enzo"

I told you what the freedom was

[Verse 1]

Tripping on the cracks in my mental

I ain't been eating, ain't been sleeping

Getting bigger, wasn't bulking

I turn nothings into somethings

I restart the dead discussions, I want all of that

Uh uh, but I ain't earn it yet

I'm privileged to sit here and complain about the things

That I ain't even experience, but I just been feeling it

And I been concealing it, suffer heavy from withdrawals

Of nostalgia, I need another hit

I need another win

[Chorus]

Put on my moon shoes and bounce to the moon

Who could give me a view like these lunar dunes?

Pretty sunrise on the dark side (of the moon)

Love on the low like pharsyde (colors bloom)

Colors bloom, colors bloom, oh

[Verse 2]

I bow my head to pray and do the thing another day

The words I say just echo back to me like it's an empty chamber

I feel like Harlan Ellison

I feel like Davy Jones, locked up

I feel I'm feeling ego death

My mirror is black enough

I keep on running but I can't move on

I keep carrying this baggage on my back, and I ain't too strong

Got a lot to prove, got a lot to lose

Keep a mask strapped on me like I'm a tribal dude

Plaster lies on me, but chisel through the exterior

Be surprised homie, I been wise and lonely

Another happy, holy night with sleep for dinner

I guess some things just never change

I'm visiting Cyclopean cities when I doze off

Used to wear jerseys but never had a team, I took the clothes off

Basing these accusations on a couple assumptions

Had the gumption to take it there

Now Mary wanna go around with me but I hate the fair

Life's not fair

Hoes bringing bowls full of roses, like I'm from Pasadena