Written freestyle over Joey Bada$$ instrumental.

Lyrics:

1
My flow the autumn lotus blossoms raining down in flames/
%The door is locked so go get lost, I hold so many things… Back/
Behind kind eyes averted, hungry eyeshine searching,/
Weathered look, worn in, keep away the skins thorny,/

I got no answers, I’m a black cat with a short fuse,/
I’m a night owl, with a nightcap, and a torn view,/
I jackknife my tin heart, this botulism hurts and
Drain the /soup in a verse, with all these soon forgotten words,/

Put me up on a beat, or put me inside a bottle./
Microphone corazon, feeling kinda hollow/
Getting tired of the same old, same old on repeat/
All scratched up, somehow the vinyl keep spinning/

The world keeps turning, no matter how we try,/
To spin it in reverse, back track to better times,
Can’t /catch it, phantoms slips the grasp, of time that came and went/
In the end it’s just the memory that’s all that’s left/

2
My flows the autumn lotus blossom known without a name./
%The doors unlocked so go get lost, it holds so many things
Like a /handful of sand, falling, second hand slash, clawing,/
Slow dance, canyon ledge, leap of faith, free falling/

Take a chance, grab a fucking fig, and eat it./
Blow away the clouds of gray, and turn the beat louder kid./
Sonar in with sight unseen, and feel it… (just feel it)/
Too many mind… no mind, it’s that easy./

Life gets heavy sometimes, but it don’t gotta be/
If you know, in your mind, it’s your own odyssey/
It’s all a dream, just believe and stay above,/
Cuz the only thing that grows the more you give it up is love/

You can take a break if you need it. You can take a load off,/
catch some breath, and just rest for the evening./
Think I’ll do the same, spark the flame, ride the bass,/
And hope my favorite little breezy come on by and kiss my face./

xx
Stoke the flames, for those, that came, from the same, school.
The ones, that passed, away, made the flyest angels.

BC.Keep