My Notes

I saw the sun rise, then the green grew

Weaving through the concrete cracks that we cling to

As long as I can hit my notes, I'ma

Try to keep up with my folks

I smelled rain that brought the flash flood

With a river of permanent tear drops and rap hugs

Bad luck, play with the effortless

So I backed away from quick benefits

She'd skin of those that spit venomous

Yeah that's him, he's the one that tips generous

Still trying to define my description

A life with a little spare time for living

But even if I wanna hold the position

I gotta go, like "Daddy don't know any different"

I saw the noon sky, look at the snow melt

I left most my baggage up in a hotel

As long as I can hit my notes, I'ma

Travel down that gravel road

I heard a bird cry - it was pathetic

Man, if you can fly, spread feathers like a message

As long as I can hit my notes, I'ma

Stay on top this box of soap

I felt the track slip, but didn't pull breaks

I'm half dead, but already got a full plate

As long as I can hit my notes...