Lyrics atlas – lousy

Mind so cloudy
Genius with the words
I’m the water to the algae
Fuck the top, I’m on the balcony
In a limo getting rowdy in my dreams
When I wake up
And, it’s still picture perfect
Still finna word this with these pills in my purse
And fuck anxiety, sobriety
And any other kind of fee I have to pay to be the person that I’m designed to be
Smilling through the watermarks of previous lies
Like, I dunno, they can’t see me inside
Cause this is a Kodak image, I’ve been hiding it
Happiness residing in the mileage vehicles I’m riding in
We’re leaving home to try to see the silences of perfect peace and quiet that I never get
Level-headed weathermen
Several-headed demon
Is the question of wether or not I’m restless in the PM
When I see ’em
Get him Benjo

king benjo:
Yo
Fall asleep morbid
Demons in my orbit
I can’t think straight
Mind is heavy pouring

But, rain rain go away
Come again another day
Run into the slums
I see the sun across my brother’s face
Listen to what my mother says
Synthesize your inner peace
To intertwine your skill and rhymes
With Phillipines
My people getting guillotined
While a KO, ain’t no killing me
Funny how us sinners, I can claim the street
Throwing holy water on the ground
Killed a weasel, let the forest grow
I split the seeds and then I pour it slow
A former shadow with the person
That i used to have his aura go
Cause his papa showed Eda James to Nora Jones
Now he entertains these foul fiends with these loud leads
Only times he sees the clouds is when his mouth breathes
Moving backwards, dropping all is backwards for that sound beat
Missing that about me
Vision getting lousy…