SOIL Lyrics

Facing all my demons got the heart to see em

Paint all these pictures I should see em in a art museum

Stared at the man in the mirror lately been hard to be em

Pain and love I learnt to love the pain it's just a part of being

I done seen this chapter had to turn another page

Bad energy I had to burn some of the sage

I prolly get humbled through my stunting phase

Still I'm chasing every raise like I'm under paid

Calluses

I been holding catch the grip

I don't need no anesthesia

I ain't need no hand assist

I been breathing from the source

And levitating from the jump

Sky walking wit the force

Meditating like a monk

Never looking back

I never made a front

Head right for the spliff

Suddenly I left the blunt

Yeah we move how we supposed to

I was close to

Falling head first with the old you

Never owed you

Steady breathing in my 02

I don't care bout what the False do

I'm just mastering my wave like we mixing in

Pro tools

My army stellar

Past harm embrace the calm through any harsh endeavor

bone parts around my heart hold these broken shards together

But Still I march The easy path is hardly better

Making sure the farm is fed before the garden fed up

Way I'm cookin' I ain't ever getting salmonella

I stay wit the sun I bring the Party weather

Still I feel the rain I need an umbrella

Shit nah fuck that I'm poking holes it

without precipitation u tell me how I'm gonna know it's lit

That be my medicine my daily dose of it

I saw family trap I ain't need to hang with the older kids

I been wit my inner state

Don't look I'm finna stay

Couple bruddas sleep

But I can say I been awake

Just want honesty

Feasting like we never ate

I was taught to never waste what's on my dinner plate

We ain't had the fog lights

Moving off a intuition

I ain't see the stop signs

All I know is tunnel vision

You like what your cough like

Sounding like a covid symptom

Nah this just the rough life

Of a ill mind this road is sickening

But I learnt to heal

Certain hurt hid behind the curtain surface still

How many times can I hear these words about murder kill

Heard the birds chirp no words to curse lift my spirit wit a frequency the earth can feel

Karma got us in a bond and you can't curve the deal

She collecting tithes like the church is filled

So don't think that you ain't paying when you heard the bill

Your clean hands a illusion u know the dirt is real