you got me drifting in a daydream *4
I woke up from a nice nap, she got her head in my lap
complaining of a broken back hand coming on her rear end putting on her earrings
body guards stand and watch they dont fear men,
awake, i need a couple minutes to inflate looong sleep i need to build the winters
for the snakes they often say theres more to him or who the part men
thought scorpion will he let him off again?
my temper was extravagant
lavish, palace of gold, marble floors with beautiful crown mold, chariot low for patron,
sittin on the throne to the pumble licking arc for the tumblin
the fine women in fine linen, feeding me grapes
theyre all fanning me down, they want dates
sippin the elixir of life, i write uniform poetry
they ask if i can spit it to um vocally
(chorus)
I know it seems Im stuck right here, but Im not yall
you got me drifting in a daydream~ *4
another gold throne aphrodisiac.
I just wanna sit for a few minutes and get a grip exhale a rhythm of speech.
The labyrinth is deep, dark.
The secrets separated when the thoughts weakened, waiting for the weekend.
Word got me buggin, Im stuck searching for meaning.
The night breathes life and you could smell it in the evenin.
Close my eyes, refined breath moves sturdy with defined steps in a robe of divine threads.
My eyes wept at the secrets they kept.
Mind sends messages to the people they swept
Im fighting with whatevers left, I stay off
guard from the radar lost deep quasar core
not a rebel of loss, I penetrate your dimensional flaws
Im fighting an incredible cause for yall.
(chorus)
I know it seems Im stuck right here, but Im not yall
you got me drifting in a daydream~ *4
I woke up from a nice nap, I got my head on her lap
stroking my hair, she lettin me relax under an olive tree sippin crushed grapes
starring and the Ariel anomalies as the sun paints.
Below the dirt seeds uprooted as trees
they procreate in numbers of three, five, to eight.
Embrace moods, washing my chariot in the days noon
A role model for the fetus of zumans
A documents built , skilled conglomerates if you follow it
harness the knowledge, construct monuments
My mental honor is synonymous to Mediterranean, Mesopotamian scholars and astrologists.
Praised for the chivalry moving through the temples of antiquity,
follow my trail to ubiquity, coming to my senses soon ever since noon
As heaven looms over us under a crescent moon.
(chorus)
I know it seems Im stuck right here, but Im not yall
you got me drifting in a daydream~ *4