I call it trip hop
Feel the water in between your flip flops
Reminisce about the past recess
Hopscotch beach chairs no cares no worries
Blank stairs underway feds
Watching clouds barten everywhere
I'm just a kid who's trying to separate his visions
I'm thinking about the past and the future
With some present
Even though I'm hesitant to show emotions
I will focus on a potion
Positive your mind is in subliminal explosion
When I blow up tsa you'll scream me
Put me in a box like a genie never see me
Tryna stay alive like a bg on an iv
Or maybe say sorry like jb at a party
Please it won't even matter if people listen
Shooting for the stars go a hobby keep missing
Pass the moon and pass the planets venus
Mercury inside and I know where my
My body starts my hell keep crawling
Ah yeah ah and so it seems
Aiming for the stars as a kid I had dreams
The good and the right the wrong we had to weigh it all
Always have to get right up right after we fall
It's a tough world so don't do it on your own
Let others work and help you out
Until you're full grown
Patience is a virtue but trust is belief
When you'll be five should bring you really flight
Hey yeah I think I get it
Everyone goes through it don't sweat it
I guess what I'm trying to say is
No matter what happens to me I'll be okay
Cause if I aim for the sun I might fly close
Fall back to earth
And try to make the most of what I'm given
Living like with children
Always looking up knowing we will never give in
