Why Not?

holes in ya sweater, holes in ma vans

you're at the front of this vehicle

i'm sitting down the back

it's cold out, a

cup of coffee in ya hand. ya

rock jeans, long sleeves and a

knit woolen hat

love is good & i know hate is bad. yeah

we should get together b4  antagonists attack

lets get adventurous, maybe grab ya knapsack

phone fulla rap jams and that black backpack

i don't take 5.  my haters take 6 

i try 2 use ma mind to build this makeshift  spaceship 

cause sometimes i feel like i live inside the matrix

i swear i love magic, only

problem is i hate tricks

everywhere i go, it's like i'm just tryna evade this

fundamental element in which i think is dangerous

fundamental element. resistance is outrageous

like i'm trapped in the game, 

can't figure out how to play this

but you transcend what the kids call swag

you like Michael Jackson tracks and your favourite song is Bad

because you're such a good one

the one with the hood on

is never quite the hood-lum

it's always such a prob-lem 

"it is impasses"

starstruck though, got me moon bound

for you i sing a top a tune, but you lift me off the ground you do

sensitise ma sound

like nobody is around

how do ya do it, yeah ya do it so profound

we're down to Earth, captivated Naturally

so when we Elevate, we gravitate towards the galaxy

just close your eyes, paint the white like a canvas

let loose the colours & imagine the magic