trips (before vegas) ft. Marco Hernandez Lyrics

I wish that I could take a trip away from this place

And sip with chronic lid till my brain reaches space

I'm just seething with pain and ain't relieving it

State demons, that vacate the space that I see in my wake

See if they keepin' the pace, once they peepin' the race

Or if I sleep in disdain and left leakin' some paint

As red as the slate on which I carve all my nature

Reluctant to the gates that stay housing my maker

Stay doused in the rage, May's clouded in anger

Sky's seeming gray, how to hold onto paper

When every single risk bring bliss in the wake of

Fragmented thoughts that lend way to my fate bruh

The reaper stay creepin', I sleep with my demons

We reap what we seedin' they see and they seeth it

We dream then we peep it, don't think what they thinkin

You can see it in they face, they just mean and they mean it

Some might boil over, take a swing and punch you

Some might be insane, grab a blade and gut you

I wish that I could take a trip and leave in a rush, dude

Reminds me when the lessons hit, while on the mushrooms

I learned a lot of shit and like some lit, man, it's stuck true

I hit some lotto ticks and made it big and lost funds too

I sneak in shit, believe it's rigged, aw man, it sucks, dude

I bleed in pens, my keyboard clicks, I frolic through drums too

And I ain't on all that Sun Tzu

I like to bring peace, I'm my mama's one son, true

Shit reminds me when I tripped off the mushrooms