We Look So Much On Color That

The Times That We Are In, It's Something That You Can Only Feel In The Air. You Don't Even Have To Talk About It. You Don't Need The News Or The Internet To Watch It. You Can Walk Outside And Just Feel It.

And I'm Not Sure Why I'm Infatuated With Death, My Imagination Is Surely An Aggravation Of Threats... Maybe Cause I'm A Dreamer, And Sleep Is The Cousin Of Death, Really Stuck In The Scheme Of Wondering When I'mma Rest.

The Sky Is Falling, The Wind Is Calling Stand For Something, Or Die In The Morning

It's A Long Time Coming As Far As The Work That I Put In. Now I Know That I Got The Stamp But What Counts Is What Comes Behind. That's What's Really Important. Upholding That Stamp And Not Only Keeping The Energy My Way But Also Spreading That Energy Out To Other Artists That Are Coming Up On The West Coast.

The People Definitely Shape The Two, Put Stamps And Classify Mainstream And Underground Music.