PM Lyrics

I swear intentions pure enough

It's fair at 12AM

But never right at one

That's why i write all my rights beyond the evening sun

Cause I turn left to my wrongs, I left them right on your tongue

You lap it up, no question

The morning moon a tough judge

And we both guilty victims

He sentenced you like Sisy

Phus over you like missy

My sentence longer I got more years to live out when I'm free

The jury fury palpable like Palpatine, his face

Is fucked up but he powerful, holy wind, no Mace

I'm disgraced to trust, only I got some face

Can't even trust myself, guest in my own place

Guest in my own yard–two prisoners tied to the same bars

Who the chaperone, say, who the one in charge

Battery, your pride been battered so hard

Satan got our back, we all sinners at large

In our cage, hands constrained

I'm not saying that my side is equal to your side

The duty is so heavy, couldn't help you if I tried

Wanna give a hand, but you know both our hands are tied

Wanna give in, and run, but you know we got family ties

You know we got family ties

The ties are a bond they help us transcend the bond, we owe

The metamorphosis, scary now a noose at your throat

In bondage, the recollection of heaven look suicidal

It's an absurdity how you chose the way that you chose

Decision is privilege and God always clean his ass notes

Responsibility over civility as a father

Figure; out, how to configure

Your life, with my life

And our life, with real life

I know

That I don't know

Hard to fill up the hollow

Hardest pilly to swallow

Also don't have a choice, I can't live if I wallow

It don't matter chase it water or soju

Cause I still don't know if tastes bittersweet, or like I told you

How I told myself

Conscious disconnection

View the bee box, humming, at our own discretion

View sun, and the moon, bittersweet, learn the truth

My iris, immolation, eclipse, flash of tranquilisation

But the tale changes

Drowning into the moment, rays dripping and blaring

Feel the clothes on your skin, feel your mouth is sharing

Give the moment a moment, and the moments passed

Take the moment too greedily, then the moments vast

Give you the moment, bittersweet, 'cause the moment won't last

As time ticking

What're you thinking

This shit taste like nothing, cold hard casing

Ignorance is bliss and I hate to say bittersweet is patience

Find out when the time run out or when you lie a patient

The sand fall circular when you're still on two feet

Who knows if the pilly gon taste bitter or taste sweet

Bittersweet, ignorant to if it's bitter or a treat

So really, it's bittersweet that it's, bittersweet

I was only 12 first time I done lost my mental teeth

Now my mind hazy, smoke through my cheeks

Lack the excellence, executive decisions to complete

Still the bloodjet is poetry, I just ink it on my beats

Father, gone

Father, here

Smile, from, your ear to your ear

All that power you done taken–business deals made out of fear

Deals made out of pity, nothing out of sympathy

The pithy y'all can take, that Jesus gon learn some empathy

I would never sell my soul just to buy some comfortability

If Heaven is pure white, where is my place to live civilly

Where is my face in the imagery

Whereas God know he just swindling

The Bible in my family, like crutches, disability

The PM is evil, I don't navigate it

But necessity to walk through for my compensation

Conversations in the AM guide me to my destination

Desecration, discipline just to reap a crop that's vacant

I'm taken,

By my failures, father has forsaken

I pray he doesn't pray, those that pray become prey

We privy to a lot, but forget the time we wasted

When I was just a babe in your arms, away from the storm

We had ambiance and no qualms, and tender support

Refuge was the blinds that'll close, ate fish out the can

Now pleasantries are cold, with shake of a hand

As time ticking

What're you thinking

The pill down the hatch

And I'm still drinking

Sapping away, from the people around me

It takes a whole village, for pomelo to sprout, see

It's an end to means, means kill the ends

We kill pomelo leaves, selfish soul cleanse

We shake each other off, then we shake our hands, like contraband

Apologies for negligence, and pardoned sins

Apologize for negligence, who pardoned them

Pardon me, but fuck that, repentance

Not on the bucket list

Cause we ain't Jesus, though

Even though

You in shackles for the bread but even Jesus raised his dough

Village just too big, greedy appetite I know you know

Regret potential, hurts so much we know the feeling mutual

And also the victor don't always write the history

I've barely won but the windows to my soul, cracked and teary

Condensation from my breath, father, I'm so weary

I'm writing out my chapters but our blood ink is smearing

Its flavours metallic

They always metastasize

My inner child cautious

Cause I cannot criticize

How is that christ-like

God ain't even christ-like

Eternal damnation

Shit, we still alive, right

We ain't seen the light, right

Kids continue to fight, right

Continue to write, right

What you left when you write, right

Is your gospel, your zeitgeist

You the same as father, left your sins to indict, right

You the same as father, age mature, harvest ripe, right

Eye for an eye, you tell me, can we still see

I don't think shit really matters, we blind already

So you go make the sacrifice, I've already crossed ya

And you've already crossed me

And He's already crossed us

And we already crossed He

Chop down the fruit

God can portion evenly

Now the kids are staring

Panting

Racing heartbeat

Glimmer of light

Reflecting oppositely

Their windows, ajar, flavours give and they receive

So

Pomelo sacred, adults watch the kids with guilty relief