MOLD

Man I was feeling wasteful
And I was under halos
Room for escape, heat built
Gotta lay low
Mold building up on the ceiling, couldn't breathe
My home start to crumble
Happiness is never sheen, preach
Shattered dreams falling off leaves
Feel turf on my feet
Taking steps, watching as I lead
Mezapa, where I spent my younger days in
Freedom grappled in my palm
The memories are gone now
Blown away like dust
How you love without enough
This shit was never easy
Got you digging in the mud
Find church on your worst, when the universe spoke
The man was under curse
Visions spilling out of the verses

Keep frames printed in my brain
I couldn't fathom what was on the page
Wait
Scribble on them pages, loneliness got me nameless
Fumes building up, Andy said to keep it craving
I'm raving
Brainstorming, I'm the rain
Concinnity fuming, I was jotting under pain
My home was not the same
And I missed you more than life
Try to walk around the wounds, had me working so precise
Price, pay the price
No light left to come by
Gotta rise before the moonlight spark beneath them eyes

Got a heart I'm tryna heal
Sympathy, hands patient through the cry