called my mom the other day but i didn't have too much to say
i told her bout my classes and the things that happened round my way
i told her no regrets to feel. i study hard. im getting meals
im even in some rapping contest trynna win a record deal
truthfully im doing fine but i just feel im losing time
when im not creative makes me feel like imma lose my mind
so i take a minute to just think about what i can do
what type of thing i like to do is sure to be exciting you?
im cutting down this mental block that i have just been fighting through
and if you feel this verse than you can thank this beat im writing to
put the beat up on an easel and im lethal with the art i spit
and you can’t really see it all cus this is just a part of it
i verbalize a vivid picture anytime that i get on
with lyrics for acrylics trade my paintbrush a microphone
the speakers are my gallery so tune it in and listen up
and ill take out my pallet knife so i can just go mix it up

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my thoughts are constellations in the sky that is my mind
each syllable is racing but i dont know just what you’d find
if they got illumination cus you never see me shine
you never see me shine man you never see me shine

lately i can’t fall asleep, cus i’m too busy dreaming
hear advice from both shoulders those are two busy demons
but i ignore them both, they've got nothing they could give I
ambition and humility the only things i live by
sometimes its hard to see but i promise thats the truth of it
spend time around me i guarantee that even you'll admit
some people doing foolish shit and waiting for the soonest hit
i try to keep my roots like my dentist when my tooth was chipped
so i wont ever change after i've been in the booth a bit
was told that i'm too nice to be a rapper by some jewish chick
i told her i've got talent listen heres some fucking proof of it
now i hear my songs when they are playing in her room and shit
its nice when people notice man but thats not what i do it for
same reason i might draw or paint, motivates me to record
the reason i stay up at night, typing out my lyrics
i know i need to say this but i think they need to hear it

Chorus
my thoughts are constellations in the sky that is my mind
each syllable is racing but i dont know just what you’d find
if they got illumination cus you never see me shine
you never see me shine man you never see me shine

I finally fell asleep i'll take a break in my dreams
but even there it seems that i'm making rhyme schemes
I’m tossing with the drums and I’m turning with the melody
this rapping is a passion thats not something you can sell to me
american as apple pie and i just want a piece of it
my only limit is the sky, you might as well peace with it
its funny cus this piece of art can help me find some peace of mind
and if i break my heart apart it helps put back the piece i find
until i rest in peace i will be writing over instruments
from requiems to classic jazz, or knowble beats im into it
i promise with the calmest sense of honesty upon this
this beat is like my bible and im testifying on it
i’ll be truthful under pressure like when threats are flying honest
I’ll be candid like the greedy when their checks their riding on it
like a death defying comet i can fly beyond the human eye
you say that i am like you but thats just comparing truth to lie

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Loki: walk down the steps to my yard set to connect with the stars
trying to find some inspiration, while inside my mind
my thoughts are flying by as i bide my time sitting waiting,
but fuck man i can't seem to focus
it sucks and its got me feeling hopeless
so my mind leaves its home with, its own mish
going go this way and that until i notice, that at
the same exact moment knowble just made a track,
and there it lays intact alread taking the weight of a locomtive
thats racing fast, in a direction that i'm hoping to go with
so plan on making a for it cus even though its a loco motive
you know i gotta go sieze the day and hold the moment,
so as it approaches the caboose and the coaches
make the earth shaking like it was making a pact
but i notice the motion doesn't phase the grass
they just wave a last goodbye as i wait to catch whats
passing by laying flat by the railroad track
contimplating taking this path, going for dolo
soley roaming on my own, a solo
no bro ho no i go alone a hobo
staying low as i wait for the train to go slow so,
so i can go hop onto the top of this thought
stay till the day that its brough to a stop