Bouquet Lyrics

Look at the picture

The colors are cold they quaint

But see his expression

Got nothing to mention he dry as the paint

Watch as he watches

The time it be ticking he watching them play

The children around him got nothing to say

He back in his shell now he hiding away

Painting is painful

Set down the brush take it ease on the easel

Life is not easy but maybe some people

Look at it differently maybe a sequel

Maybe another chance

To wash off the bristles

Grab on that brush that's enough with the sniffles

Get it together and shoot'em the missiles

Throw in drums enough with past

I gotta focus on right now

Goin for first I'll never be last

I gotta lock all my time down

I got priorities not in sororities

Can't get addicted to women

I love how they curve and swerve

But breaking my heart is a different affliction

That's just it

I've never experienced love

Not from another significant other

This tree just got one turtle dove

Feel I've been missing a piece

But really would it give me peace

Will I ever get my answer

Maybe when I lay deceased

Fuck the restrictions I'm done with chains

Throw them on demons I turn them to reigns

Void is upon you it's my turn to reign

Start with two hundred cause I'm never sane

No one could ever extinguish my flame

Smother with dirt and it's burning the same

Wait for your savior you think that they coming

Well go tell your savior I already came

Don't give a fuck about your animosity

Fate couldn't snip me I told'em it's prophecy

And if I'm destined to be what I'm bouta be

Finna need Plato to rewrite philosophy

Always I'm thinking too much that's apart of me

Got too much brain I just need a lobotomy

Doubting me now man I'll need an apology

Lord of the void yeah this ain't no mythology

But you can call me the drake of the south

Making the flames and they come out my mouth

Bet you all think that I'm talking bout Drizzy

But I'm talking dragons I'll make it a drought

We need the water at the end of the day

Dance for the rain this chant we can say

Been waiting for hours I'm praying for showers

I'll pick all the flowers and make a bouquet

I'll make a bouquet

It'll all be okay

We all dying someday

In the coffin we lay

Yeah I'll make a bouquet

It'll all be okay

In the coffin we lay

Welcome to the lows

Where the lost souls and the damned goes

Send a chill from your spine to your toes

Blood dripping from the back of the nose

At the bottom of the vase

Feel the soul and the body out of phase

Holding weight that you could never raise

Running still but you'll never leave the maze

Swivel out but you end up in the same

Place that you started

Cause you holding onto vain

Kill off all the pain another needle in the vein

And now your linen got a stain

And now you dying in the rain but

Whoever said that death was the end

Raise your corpse and go and try again

If you alive then go and help a friend

Help the soul cause it really need to mend

Feel the rush inside

Heart beating fast send the blood to your thighs

Red in the brain send the sight to the eyes

Strength in your arms now you reach for the skies

In the meadow we play

Now it's cold cause the sun hid a ray

One more thing before we ending off the day

Pick all the flowers I got a bouquet

Okay

I'm upping the anti and the instrumental

Don't need a xanny to fix up my mental

Back on my horse and I'm back on my way

This way

Remember my feet used to slip off the pedal

Keep to myself yeah I don't like to meddle

But how many hitters do I need to make

To make

Just to prove now that I got what it takes

Call me wagyu cause I'm goat of the steaks

Raising them higher I'm passing the fakes

The fakes

My flow is eclectic I got it from many

Feeling so lavish I roll like a Bentley

This ain't elementary the hook of the century

Feelin like number one right now

Ain't with the talk, so pipe down

Shake the champagne imma pop out

I'm frigid I'm colder than Moscow

Messed up my work so I'm flipping the page

Previous stroke had too much of the rage

My colors are warmer they used to be quaint

I pick up the brush like I'm learning to paint

So much to share but got nothing to say

What kind of picture will I make today

I got ideas extending to May

But I'll paint the flowers inside the bouquet