The Motive

I feel like I’m not sure
What isn’t there that’s pure?
And all this time
I knew in it my mind
That I was meant to shine
That I was meant to fly
Away
I like things
I like nice things
I like brand new cars where the ac
Work
I like it in the wintertime when it’s warm in my whip
For the storm I’m equipped
Forever more we will win
Top living
I’m coming for all prophecies
Dropping in the spot hotter than volcano rocks in seas
A soft pillow to sleep
Arise daily to streak the sky at night for the ones stuck in fights ya
Gratitude for my loved ones alive
In the midst of this drama I perpetuate divine
Sipping cheap wine reminding mamma when I shine it’s only champagne bottles
that’ll pop I dudes house
In due time
In a loop you will find what’ll shoot through the grime and accrue true sublime
Essence
I still feel the best is
This gonna last?
I don’t rap I spit a message
If you missed it
I didn’t mean to be cryptic
I don’t strive for no image
I nip this bud by the root
So it won’t reboot
We too aloof not to glue to the pictures we drew
Jacked gods simp perception but it wasn’t that cool
So I collaborated with a deva
Shattered that view
Some find beauty a broken mirror and horror in a supermodels aura I see
A sea of dreams
And splash amongst the jelly fish
It’s shocking to find that what you hate is what you really is
Death is a friend
And all roads must end
When I get off I won’t try to hold on
We let go
Let it flow