Still, waters run deep, pill grinder, psilocybin on the beach
Just tryna cleanse my mind of what I seen, I need a baptism
Uh, uh, yeah
Still, waters run deep, pill grinder, psilocybin on the beach
Just tryna cleanse my mind of what I seen, I need a baptism
But really, I ain't been that different
Burnt marijuana when I'm reachin' for my past feelings
Echoin' back here, and you just like the last nigga
Stompin' the gas pedal, well aware the path veerin'
I don't think failure scare me as much as my talent
While fillin' up my capillaries with laggin' molasses
My love break the back of what I wrap up in my lasso
I dip my cup into my blood, it's comin' back gold
Though they won't budge, I fell in love with my lil' shackles
Dwellin' in the shallows
Still, waters run deep, pill grinder, psilocybin on the beach
Just tryna cleanse my mind of what I seen, I need a baptism
But really, I ain't been that different
Burnt marijuana when I'm reachin' for my past feelings
Echoin' back here, and you just like the last nigga
Stompin' the gas pedal, well aware the path veerin'
I don't think failure scare me as much as my talent
While fillin' up my capillaries with laggin' molasses
My love break the back of what I wrap up in my lasso (lasso)
I dip my cup into my blood, it's comin' back gold (back gold)
Though they won't budge, I fell in love with my lil' shadows
Dwellin' in the shallows (shallows)
Sun risin' in the east, I know you guide me by my feet
Know they'll probably preach about the company I keep
If you the one to kill me but the last one left to leave
And that's just how it be, I need you
Broke and bruised, found myself in a wishing well
To clean my soul, wash my truth through a sinner's legs
Kiss goodbye and try to give myself away
But that is only half a temptation
Yeah, ayy, ye
Yeah
God forbid a nick betwixt my ribs I don't know how to fix
My house is where my bed is and my skeletons and traumas live
For my kin, I'll be a pillar for a pall to lift
I know I never call enough, I promise it was all for them
Far from home, dissolving gills before I crawled or hopped, I'd swim
Tryna find how far I get, it's nausea when I cross the limit
I just want it all to empty, I just wanna ball into the darkness
Of this smallness in me, like when we was all was children
They want that old MAVI back and I just wanted Omavi back
Stealin' glimpses through a post or through glass
Boastin', just a soul and clothes on it
How I stop from nosedivin'? I ain't have no role models, jack
Lost the most in this whole skyward act
A knowin' nod servin' as apology I owe to my dad
I be sorry too often, I argue too often, it's me
Only saw you so often 'cause I was too charmin' to leave
Flawed belief, I carve relief in stone
When it's gone from me, then it won't be as lonely
Washin' in the sea, I'm only leavin' bones
All that I've received, I dig a deeper hole
Creating art out of suffering is a haunting, if not a futile endeavor
Deep down, we must know we can't be saved by colors on a canvas or words on a page
We must know we are chasing a sun that will never set, yet we are unable to stop
We write and we sing and we draw
And every momentary reprieve from the gaping maw of despair we attribute to our creativity
The truth is art can't save the world
Art can only make the world look at itself
With that being said, let's talk about MAVI