Garden - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]

I never knifed no one

I never shot nobody

And I never clipped the thorns of my rose

It's too many other flowers in the garden

I play James Harden, who gon' let me score

Never did like the thunder, more a quiet storm

Only do it for the free, asking why conform

Never did like a drunkard in her driest form

Smoke with a nigga

Tell me bout your passions

Tell me how you ride then tell me bout your last couple crashes

I done met so many Stacey Dashes

Heart made of clay and they let him play Cassius

Why you easy to mold?

Did he iron out your morals?

Why you easily fold?

All I reached for was her hand, got a piece of her soul

It's July, she blaming me for the cold

And I cannot go

Feel like I swallowed the moon when I met you this time

So full it pulled me into now I that live in that tide

Even the day but I remember the night

I could deny state

I could deny fate

Still don't know about this (?)

Shoots comin' out my eye (?) like a (?)

Oh-oh, oh-oh

You know like you know I do

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Ahhh

Feel like I swallowed the moon when I met you this time

So full it pulled me into now I live in that tide

Even the day but I remember the night

I could deny state

I could deny fate

Ohh, ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah