Religious ceremonies and behavioral manipulation
Were convinced that they were dead
And that their soul had been taken from them
I got to thinking, "Am I alive?"
If I'm shrinking, looking at the sky, blinking
Once I was blind, couldn't see shit
Tired of achieving, it's up to the gods
No more preaching, love for a lot, decreasing
On a block, in a deep end
I keep getting washed every weekend
Even on the clock when I'm dreaming
Shit don't ever stop, keep repeating
Waking in a swamp, seeping
Sobs, heavy breathing
All I ever got from the speaking
Why I rather jot, rather keep it
I could make it hot any season
I just need a drop, give me a reason
Combing through my locs, met a demon
I owe it to some opps, had me tweaking
My motor had a clog, had to free it
Motion had a pause, we could pree
Followed like it's law, get animus
Sometimes it's hard to thaw, I be freezing
Clutching from the fall, uh
I got to thinking, "Am I alive?"
If I'm shrinking, looking at the sky, blinking
Once I was blind, couldn't see shit
I got to thinking, "Am I alive?"
If I'm shrinking, looking at the sky, blinking
Once I was blind, couldn't see shit
Tired of achieving, it's up to the gods
No more preaching, love for a lot, decreasing
