Magic Bus

there aint never a such thing as dreaming to far

Ive drank never in a bar I'm underaged

when you think about it time is all we ever are

strange days i hate my lazy ways

let a balloon go i was a toddler in the past id get sad

just one of lifes plays

i let it go now with a note and hope it helps someone out

its miraculous this knowledge of being stress free is

wonder about not just mental tracks but ups and downs

never took for granted i had a lot of grattitude

epitome of oh nOOOOO!! evicted house lives rude

funny how i would hustle to get money to go to shows

young age liven deranged saving bus fair hating when people stare

more problems than anybody knows

creating art i love when people care

love good views and the windows down

its this self made madness i want to share

and ill take a good tune with the perfect crowd

im penny royal broke as a joke

but looking in the mirror i see a destined crown

i up chucked and threw up don't have the best luck

every day I'm saying what the fuck

attention attention alert alert analyzing self worth

skitter skatter never had life on a silver platter

since birth self made learned to look beyond the herse

whatever those gates hold letting go best lesson

i say that with indulgence and positivity to fulfill all components

like al capone fuck you up and pay for your hospital bill

thats steezy with a stamp plastered

a gentlemen containing hell

preaches good out of a cell

i speak with impediment if i repeat myself its beause i mean it

to preach in silence my favorite people are the ones that understand it

utter a word thinking so much i stutter

glimpse of reality its like track marks catastrophe

comfortability and feeling hostility

young age poet curiosity owns it

teaches beating from lifes incisions

takes a deep breath never neglects he has no regrets

not a hesitation for his decisions

he repents the lord lets him vent

permanent as a sharpie is legitament bliss like tattoo ink

neighboring topics he didn't sink all because thats what he didn't think

three fingers up fuck the world was one lifes test he's done conquered and won

the two others told a story of lets kick it a harmony and graceful anti critic

when you see me i hope you vibe right i always show what I'm thinking like a light

good food right mood perfect tunes FINEAZ and the dudes

rollin with the crew simple blessings think about it its simple

causin havoc laughing about cracking jokes fuckin around

given each other hard times love em like a nursery rhyme

never gets old when they need help my shoulders here to hold

do or die smile forever laugh so hard i cry

deteriorate desinograte wash away self destruction enjoying lives abundance

only way out is through i don't talk about it unless you ask me to

personal experience close contact baseball heavy hitter bat

i aint going back ill beat my way to the top

dare you to try to get me to stop

chiming and whistling humming the tune nickel and dining

spareing change outside again talked to an oldman now its an every chance plan

i love old ladies we dance to oldies but goodies please smile again thats what i need

the cure is pretty simple i smile and i got no dimples hairy pimples

puss full scabs the pussies don't have a chance

I'm never picky like the day before school pictures were i got a fat hickey

the teachers noticed i have class i show it but that i just owned it

lessons and inner answers are surrounding every days adventure

this mailbox has mail and piece of paper has letters

what if i sat and chilled with a slug or a snail

slowed down my thought process and related so well

caught a red light every single time this trip

took advantage and observed more detailed sights every single block

hating everybody i learned to look beyond it and not

I'm soul surfing dirt bike drifting

not a care in the world but change is what I'm thinking