Lyrics
I'm an artist I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm sensitive
I mean, I'm sensitive to my environment
I wish I could turn it off
But, it's the, the thing that makes me breath
Life is a jungle a maze
Life is abundant give thanks
Christ keep us humble his ways
Might free us light up our path
Some days I ask for restraint
Some days I stand up and raise
My weary hands to the sky
My teary eyes see a picture
That I'm so desperate to change
Hope keep on passing me by
Slip thru the crack of my hands
Ask why I live in the LAnd
To see my vision displayed
I put it all on the canvas
I cannot miss what I say
They think it's all glitz and glamour
Look at the way I was raised
I can't take nothing for granted
Marble floor foyer we standing
Homeless is outside just camping
Am I the only one scanning?
Living La vida we loca
Some models loving the coca
It ain't my business I'm soda Lighted(delighted)
...To live how I wanna
Uhhh Politicians come divide us with ease
With propaganda cuz they actions
Never match what they speak
They wanna keep us distracted
Promise to lower taxes and groceries?
You see we dying for eggs
One man worth more than a country
You'd rather fight me instead
They got you amped off of pronouns
While they pronouncing you dead
All of that outrage escaped
Up out of the side of your head
We all aboard on this vessel
No ones alone I confess
The maid an immigrant too
Who else gon clean up the mess?
At least for less than a couple dollars
Than you would accept
I'm tryna give 'em the truth
They rather sweet lies instead
Okay let's get in the booth
Whip up some melodies yes
Okay let's get in the groove