In you I can see
Some essential reflections of me
You teach me, you teach me to
Guard not with walls but boundaries
Overtime, I've seen
So much shit it's clear to me that
All I have to do to be
Is look at me (You) with honesty
When things ain't going south boy, don't you feel it?
Can't you feel the power, don't you sense the realness?
While we're manifesting mangles lines and faux tantric feelings
We could be manifesting marble floors and french ceilings
Mercury ceilings, mercury sealed it, mouth shut, you wouldn't wanna hear it
But now I know that there were things that needn't be said
'Cause same ain't dead
We're Hollywood Africans
Now I won't say it was nothing
I felt that pain it was something
I felt my blood get to rushing
When you ain't see it was frontin'
But I can't blame you for doing you through and through
'Cause that's what I needed too but then with deflecting you
My wings with trust they flew
It's this fragility that might be the death of me
It keeps me up with it's heckling
Do they really ride? Are they on your side?
Would they let it slide?
If you were gonna die, would they really cry or would it be a lie?