H.O.M.D.

Hop off my dick if you please
Like would you quit riding me
Like it don't feel what you think
Like we just ain't that N'Sync

When we lay down our hearts beat at different rhythms
So it's a little fucked up trying to sleep together
Fucking honesty is all I'm gonna be promising
I ain't trying be a dick
But I'm sorry when I come off like one

I can only be responsible for how I react
And while self-aware I know I'm still bad at that
But I love to learn from those I hurt
Get a second chance and continue to mumble curse
I ain't trying to hide a word no more

Im just so tired and bodies sore
I think I saw a cloud as I fell the morning before and still haven't hit ground
Wonder how high I was?
I mean its been three years plus since I was sober cuz
Those reunions be so confusing
I mean I'm Confucius with my music
I'm poetic with my movement
I'll go slow just never stop moving
I'm turtle true shit
But in my entourage, I be making movies, I be writing scenes, I be willing futures annually
I don't need a plan but still be planning
Fate loves to treat me fancy
Destiny loves to fight me
And I love to conquer karma she bitch
So when I hit her from the back drive her face down into pillows til shes submitted to feelings that fill her
Only thing I'm good for so cum and dip out doors
Call me in an hour to bitch bout your boy
That's the world we live in
Fucking perfect
Another sermon
Get it over with
And in the morning I'll forget that shit

Now hips do pop when we knock boots
It ain't bad sex its just all on me none on you
Me in back you on your knees
You on your back me thrusting
It's one-way
Single streets
Just me giving my energy
You taking that and giving your body back
A fucking vessel
Like a fucking vessel
Need it one more time or should I let go?
I can put reverb on it if you need that echo
Gorilla Zoe
I'm just saying we were never friends though
Like we got hitched
That's real shit
But after that just basic
Like so California basic
The issues that you're facing
I'm so far from that mental space
I levitate daily
You drag me down
Don't fuck with gravity why would I start now?
I keep clouds in my lungs so oxygen can't get the better of us
Know its poison we breathing that it comes from trees
And when exhale carbon kills the very same thing
So to think they exist without harboring hate is the same reason the worlds in this perpetual state
Chaos breeds change and all I got are nickels saying the same damn thing
What's it gonna take to compensate for my complexion?
I'm over the lines drawn in my headphones
Backpack tell white rappers that it's better to write like you experienced something you didn't if you feel it
And I mean empathy's cool but Id never come at you preaching some shit that I never did just to prove I can sound authentic
Like where's the talent in lying
I just don't see how that's desirable
I mean I get money's power
But I wanna be honorable
Maybe that's just me
5'11
Fake deep
8 week
Short bus rapping