It’s the sergeant
Recently departed 
Swinging like I’m Tarzan 
Hitting all my targets 

Ya you know I travel 
In and out of heaven 
My heart is unraveled 
When I’m on the beat I’m steppin’

Ballin like I’m stephen
On another level 
I’m a devil 
And an angel
Living life 
From all the angles 
Tangled up in what’s mysterious 
mind has gone delirious 
I’m serious 
Intentional 
aura’s nonconventional 

I’m creeping through my sentiment 
Addicted to the pen and pad 
My pain I am venting it 
Splinters in my innards 
In a field of fallen timber 
Limber, supple like a leapard
On a vibe 
Reaching heights 
you cannot measure 
For the pleasure of it

For the treasure in it 
I ain’t never finished 
Life’s a work in progress 
Find your obsession in it 
Relish in it 
Don’t play catch up
Find the moment 
That you’re destined to live 
Life’s too gorgeous to miss

Ooh
Melancholic bliss
Blue, 
empty white abyss 
True 
Love in the midst 
Her 
Presence is a gift
Yes
I will take her hand
Yes 
I will be her man

It’s the sergeant
Recently departed 
Swinging like I’m Tarzan 
Hitting all my targets 

Ya you know I travel 
In and out of heaven 
My heart is unraveled 
When I’m on the beat I’m steppin’

She’s my equilibrium 
My blade is pure obsidian 
I’m slicing through these challenges 
I claim my own dominion 
I blame nobody but myself 
Bless the cards that I’ve been dealt 

Healing, licking wounds
From the trauma that I’ve felt 
Cooking finger licking food
Got no drama in my life
But the darkness is alive 
The artist’s way is low and high
Up and down
I hear voices all around

The Sergeant

Selfish

Selfish - Flare (Prod. Holydxvi)

Dedicated

DEDICATED - Flare ( Prod. Holydxvi)

DUBS

DUBS - Flare (Prod. Holydxvi)

I’ve been in the gutter 
Of the universe
Unraveling the patterns 
That the normal people
Are too just disturbed 
To discover
Uncovering grime 
inconceivable 
Black cat 
crossing my path 
Bad luck 
Unbelievable 
That shit that’s imperceivable 

The sequence 
Of finesse 
Is nothing less 
Than letting go
Into the dao 
Pure surrender 
Like Lao Tsu 
Too and fro
Yin and yang
Boomerang back to the vices
Making progress 
Then drowned
Clowned by the dark and silent

Timing trippy 
With the way things happen 

I’m amazed 
by the love 
In madness

The makings of a character
Depends on pain 

Persevering through 
The pressure in my brain 
Penetrating the truth 
In pursuit 
of the juice in the fruit 
Tree of life 
Harvest every last lemon and vibe
Try everything once
Collect all consequences 
Under the sun 
Gutter boy 
Fiend high on the run 

I’ve been in the gutter 
Of the universe
Unraveling the patterns 
That the normal people
Are too just disturbed 
To discover
Uncovering grime 
inconceivable 
Black cat crossing my path 
Bad luck 
Unbelievable 

Seeing patterns in people 
Keeping microscopic tendencies 
In mind 
I feel I gotta protect 
What is mine

Sometimes you can’t tell people 
Trust a soul

Warm hearted in a cold world 
Underlined italic and bold 
Living hard 
So I don’t have to grow old
Forever young 
But nonetheless
 I’m mature
In certain ways 
I don’t always do what’s right 
I spend days 
Drowned deep in regret 
I shouldn’t have let 
Myself be possessed
By what’s politically correct
I lost so many friends 
Because I put all my trust
In one friend
Who convinced me 
Nothing was real 
Everything I was 
A facade 
A perpetuation of a charade 
Just white man 
Patriarch 
Within the parade 
Socially climbing 
Up the vine 
Of the networks enslaved
To the way I was perceived 
By all the people in pain

Gutter Boy (Prod. JXYLN)

I see all these motherfuckers
Cooking all around me 
Strait up soldiers
Every day I come to work
With flower odors
Oozing the frequency 
Of delinquency 
I do my own thing
And got my homies that can trust me 
I’m showing up for the people 
Who I consider as equal 
If they got a need 
Then I gotta be there for them 
Like Socrates I’m novel 
Living to serve
 like a cock in a brothel 
Energy so colossal 
When I really let loose 
I’m unsettling 
To certain folks
That’s why i keep it dialed back
Just to live and cope
Function in society
With the hope
That I can live 
through creation 
Bring the next innovation 
The next sensation 
That you didn’t know you needed
Something to free you from being conceited
Depleted of all heart
Just ego 
not the tree
Just some bark
The outer layer of the mind
Bitch you crusty as fuck
You ain’t got no core
You just live off the shits 
In your butt
Dingleberry 
you the runt of the pack 
I’m on a mission 
to put you on your back 
This society hiding 
Through all the Biden and trumps 
That’s why I’m just out here 
Posted Ripping the blunt 

Can’t sleep 
Can’t stop 
What I feel

Specially if it’s something real

I put all my heart into your meal 

Sharp knife stay strapped with the steel 

And the stone

Ya, got it on my own

All alone

If you talk shit to my boy
Imma pull up on you 
With the loud noise 
Thick smoke 
Try to run up on me
Get your eyes poked 
Take your vision
Last thing you will see 
Is the incision 
that I’m making in your pupils 

Do not fuck with me
I’m in the custody of chaos
For the most part I’m chill 
But if you try to fuck with one of my brotha’s
The end will not be pleasant for you 
Please do not 
Disrespect my tribe 
Or my vibe 

I’m trynna chill 
Just get high today
Take it one breath at a time 
Trynna shine today 
There’s only one thing on my mind 
It’s how the rhymes will form 
I follow intuition blindly 
Through its venomous storm

Venomous Storm

I just want to run away 
Take me to your winter 
Take me to your dungeon 
You can use me as your timber 
Start a fire with my remains
Leave me to rot out in the rain 
Right in the drain 
Wash me away in the gutter 
I’m Your scattered lover 

With these thoughts 
I can’t make sense
Can you help me
With maintenance  
Help me my wound up mind 
Help me find the right design 

Sometimes I’m overstimulated
Sometimes I can’t find the right thing to say 

I don’t really want to be here 
I just want to be at home 

I don’t want to talk to all these people 
Who I don’t really know

Scattered Lover

Quite Like Me (Prod. DCLNZD)

Running Out Of Time (Ft. Flare)

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