Half caff blunt
I ain't tryna be wildin
Ion like the way my face sits I'm constantly frowning
But ion like to be smiling
And I'd like to be pool side or
Stranded on a island
Just so I quiet
(For a little while)
Waking in the morning with a pain in my eyelids
Empty bottle sit adjacent its a comfortable silence
I aint lacking in guidance
I just the f*cking shoes fill ion know what the size is
And its been plaguing my mindset
And I'm fine with the eyelets
Ion really like the laces but I like how the tie sits
Running home when the crows alert me that the tides set
Shiver bones to his soul let you know where the time rests
Ion know what the time read
I keep the poems in sight
I havent roamed whats inside them
I'm feeling hopeless tonight
I could just go on inside
I could just go out of sight then
A firmer hold on a the sythe
He couldnt go if he tried
I tried to scope the horizon
But I feel at home in the night