Gravity - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Soap, YCK]

Suffered, I studied up

Parabola playing my plane, don’t know gravity

Such a menagerie

How to react to when the bars in a cell your anatomy?

Lie to me day, day in, day out

Just make it okay, figure it out

Fuck tell the truth, I'm indifferent now

I went unlimited miles

I put this shit on my life if I lied in the light

Like my grandad, he told me it'd turn into spite

Imma fight in my dreams and to get through the day

Climb out the rubble, rebuttal my brain like a tunnel

My mind isn’t mine just a vessel

For nobody, no one that know me thеre’s only so much I could give

Mind in the clouds but my hеad in the gutter

A sign or a glimmer? Instead it’s another

Precursor predicting, catastrophe endlessly

Burdens insistent on atrophy, tempting me

I will be dignified, faulty divinities

They’re undecided, my toxic proclivities

Order exactly what has been upended

Here by the prophets, no hands are presented

[Chorus: Tsunami J, YCK and Tsunami J]

No control I manifest, just decomposing

In the end, we lay to rest, we’re free from holding

Help me process grief through the endless fights

I don’t understand cause I feel just fine

Let me lift the veil, there’s not much to find

I don’t understand, everything’s snow white

I just feel so tired, everything’s not right

Man I feel so wired, am I fried from life?

It’s the hope inspired, by the sick and quiet

There’s a hell required, to create our light

[Verse 2: YCK, Soap]

Facts obscured and now my perceptibility

Been suffering I’m in the shadows, lower visibility

The wrong ones emboldened and too optimistic

I’ll crawl my way out of this bottomless pit

What am I becoming exhausting to distinguish?

And so suddenly I’m lost in flames I can’t extinguish

Nonexistent promised utopia

Take what’s needed from the cornucopia

I am the marker, we differ in attributes

Never in line when I’m thinking in absolutes

Adequate having to quit then I’d rather use

More lethal methods initially had refused

Solder together my wit to perform

My primary purpose? Don’t know anymore

Cognizant of when I’m gonna make my moves

What it is I got and got at stake to lose?

Planetary, I’m a flood myth

Fuck a tributary, I done sunk ships

Love assumptions, I been shut in

And out since a kid you can’t get me to function

I’m a done deal like a thumb print, cut

Blood spilling on the page

I don’t give fucks, none of these stunt double

Motherfuckers cut above the grain, snopes