Hazkie - Spaced Out Lyrics

I am going out of my way
I am spaced out
And I will go it again

If this slave mill continues to grind
Then my life is a sack of hammers
That I must lift before I shine
Some say search within and there you will find your glory
Your happiness lies opposite of your well of sad stories
Behold the Behemoth said Netcha in all its glory
Poverty is a state of mind
And wealth is a monetary grind
Twisting Greek beta alphabet
While bata testing these lyrics
In Syracuse so it is mono audio when you hear it
Staring into the shadow of death but I am fearing it
King Solomon abandoned his temple
And now I am here building it
Finishing it, stick a fork in it when it's all over
You stole our inner glory
And you battled our ancient Soldiers
You structured systems to block us
And then economically held us
You're afraid of insurrections
The prisons happily held us
Now it is win or lose
Tulsa and Wilmington felt the blunt of it
The newspapers won't run with this
But we are crawling from under this

I am going out of my way
I am spaced out
And I will go it again

Drove down to Chipley searching for alligators
Just maybe there are reparations
For the bait, their ancestors ate up
It is astronomical units
93 million miles away
I am going up to Toronto for poetry
And I can't be wild today
It is poetic, living life through these seasons
Lessons learned are blessings
And trouble has got its reasons
Torch the land and salt it
Fire is always weaponized
Man contends with God
But God's chosen will always rise
Another homicide, surprise, wait for the story to post
Right as the gunman approached
He raised his hands and got smoked
I was told to tell a story or just fall off
Like a veteran enroute to war who was called off
Do you want to see me bothered
No, Mya I don't
My greatest lesson learned living
Was to value the strength in women
Value the strength of wisdom
Walue the strength in truth
Once you have conquered yourself
Then make good decisions

I am going out of my way
I am spaced out
And I will go it again

It is not my words
Nor the method that they are arranged
Did you post bond, just hours after you were arraigned
Did you Facebook live
Just so the world could see you home
When you were sitting in jail
Did you have access to contrabanded phones
If you did you've got rounds
Some dudes who held you down
For many years I didn't get it
But I get it now
You walked through fire that burned
You seemed unfazed but you burned
You're ashes rose out of fire
As Heathers bloomed from the berm
The horizon is everything albeit big or small
If the Heavens are infinite
Are they are part of you all
Are they are part of me
Through tragedy, it's hard to see
Sometimes the strongest among us are fragile and weak
Sometimes the weakest among us
Are not fragile but strong
I am rocking out to Zydeco
Momma, I am coming home
Some say it is hard to find love
But people often find it
Counterfeits do exist
And for a time you're blinded
This art is a masterpiece
The pictures are very vivid
We're rising up above the negative energy we were given
I am going out of my way spaced out
Jet fuel through a wire, my rocket won't phase out

I am going out of my way
I am spaced out
And I will go it again