Sonder Bars - Macramé

Sonder... Bars
The name that I came up with
When I decided I can do it all and I gave no shits
When SB said, boy get out your head you don't need no scripts
You know I still be fightin
But It's good to get them protips
It's good to get my soul clean
Fun to be on my hoe shit
Tripping like I'm on lean
Lovin to hear them oh shits
Got licks make them heart rips
Hearts up if you heartless
Bounce out if you thoughtless
Got no time for that bull shit
I'm full grown, I don't need that fertilizer
I turn up the vibrations
I'm the equalizer
I smile with my eyes
They call that a smiser
Ahead of my age cuz older do not equal wiser
I gifted that fire
Yes I am Prometheus
Put words in your mouth
So you can know what speechless is
I figured you out
You tired just like sleeplessness
I fuck and I'm out
You left on read like where she is
Chilling on a Saturday
Philosophical
The Confucius of the latter day
Welcome to my matinee
I'm weaving thoughts like macramé
I love it when my eyes get wide just like anime
Chilling on a Saturday
Philosophical
The Confucius of the latter day
Welcome to my matinee
I'm weaving thoughts like macramé
I love it when my eyes get wide just like anime
Now I never see the light of day
30 CC's of serotonin I need that right away
Otherwise I'll bide my time and hide away until I can grow wings
Or think things that make me fly away outer space
Either way
I wouldn't leave a trace
And even if I left some tracks behind
They would be very faint
I have no restraint
Holographic paint
The colors of the spectrum and me have a synergy
Chaotic energy
The changing of the leaves
May be signs of entropy
But time moves cyclically
Just because I ain't a cynic don't mean I cannot think critically
Speaking as a critic
We need to live civically
Helping one another being kind and living civilly
My ability to spit the truth
And not confuse
Use from abuse
Lets my mind loose
Spinal tap
High on this potenuse
It might be this lucy or this pot I use
But I would knot a noose
If life got monotanoose
Chilling on a Saturday
Philosophical
The Confucius of the latter day
Welcome to my matinee
I'm weaving thoughts like macramé
I love it when my eyes get wide just like anime
Chilling on a Saturday
Philosophical
The Confucius of the latter day
Welcome to my matinee
I'm weaving thoughts like macramé
I love it when my eyes get wide just like anime
Chilling on a Saturday
Philosophical
The Confucius of the latter day
Welcome to my matinee
I'm weaving thoughts like macramé
I love it when my eyes get wide just like anime
Chilling on a Saturday
Philosophical
The Confucius of the latter day
Welcome to my matinee
I'm weaving thoughts like macramé
I love it when my eyes get wide just like anime

Written by:
Jesse Lipton

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