Heart of the Ocean Lyrics

What do we do? Is- Do we stand

By and allow the bow section to collapse

Upon itself or in the future

Do we actually

Design some projects for recovery

Of certain types of artifacts

(Yeah) From the bow section

I'm on my C10ut shit right now, you know I'm all about putting on

The, uh, the fuckin' homies and shit, so in that

Vein, yo, shout-out

Shout-out my boy $oniK, reppin' San Antonio

Can't wait to link up with you

Been grindin' for a while, finally got a couple bands

I sit idle for a time so its wild I have fans

But people hear my music and they say I'm like their friend

A comfort, they get used to my cadence, voice, and what I'm saying

To me, this shit is crazy, I feel y'all didn't like me as kids

Pulling up like "Ay, we gettin' all hype and shit"

Inside my mind I'm torn, I'm caught up fighting this

Because the first time I performed, none of y'all liked my shit

And now bipolar, schizophrenic, it's hard to figure out the truth

When I'm sober, still dementia, I be forgettin' what I do

When I'm low, my friends feel distant, to the point this all feels moot

I don't know if my perspective is twisted by hallu-

-cinations with my anguish, dealing with the manic, too

And I'm grateful for their patience, dealing with my damage, too

So when I'm up, and don't give a fuck, all the cash I spend's for them

In them, I trust to not hold me up, and have my back until the end

But any suggestion of bringing up more artifacts is

Controversial for some descendants of those who lost their

Lives- this is a gravesite, and should be left

Alone but since the objects have been put on display

He's less sure: And I realized

Then what a powerful storytelling method

It was to have some of those artifacts

With you so you could just, you could show someone

Even when we're fighting, I got your back, I hope you know

We all got demons, we're surviving, what you lack, I hope to hold

Me and you were trying, I drop these tracks to show my growth

Believing you stay private to take back some of what was stole

Not something I relate to, but bet your ass that I respect it

Because sometimes shit gets hateful, regretting tracks and how I said it

What gets me is the shame culture that tags me in a message

Like I should hate that I make growth, that's actually upsetting

I do it for myself but sometimes wonder if I'm forced

The music when it swells, there's just something in it euphoric

In the studio, I excel, but once I hit record

The booth gets me overwhelmed, it makes me just avoid it

I love it, but hate it, don't know who I'd be without it

It's fun to make it, when producing beats, I doubt if

I'm under or overrated, my flow when I speak is stylish

But, fuck it, I'm chasin' this goal, abusin' me to put out shit

We can leave everything on the bottom of the ocean, forever

And it will be lost- The edge of the site's been defined

For the first time, so its archaeology can be

Protected. Every inch of the wreck inside the

Perimeter has been scanned and analyzed. However

Badly the Titanic deteriorates, one thing

Is certain: thanks to the new science

Much of the ship can now never be lost

Thank God for Thin Mint and Instinct, because without them, I'd be nothing

The times I been sick, I've been weak, they hold me down, they value something

Something hidden down deep in me, as I mold this crown, it isn't just me

Who's been seeing this music thing, I know now I can be trusting

Without the man to judge me, and we can have each other's backs

In the production and the raps, in the money and the cash

Your sons, and with your cats, with the guns and with the straps

With our mothers, with our dad, with the fun that we still have

Because I never feel more healthy than just chillin' with the fam

And I know they really love me, hit me up to make some plans

And the times I find me struggling, tell me "Get up, do it again"

And it's all hands on deck when they need a helping hand

Thin Mint, I fucking love you; Instinct, you're the man

Jess, hold your head up, Keep Walking, I know you can

They will never get it, I know that they won't understand

Force the pressure up and off you, and find yourself again

Honestly

I don't know

I was gonna go on a whole spiel here about the people that I care about

And making sure that they know that I care about

Them but...you should

Know that I care about you

Hit me up, y'all, I love you