On the River Lyrics

So if you do, in the first place, feel selfish

And come to the conclusion that you love yourself more than anybody else

The proper thing to do is to find out why you love yourself

And what you mean by yourself when you say you love yourself

For the reason is this

Love is not something that is a sort of rare commodity

Everybody has it

Existence is love

But it's like water flowing through a hose

It depends in which direction you point it

I point the hose at an image of myself in the mirror

As it bounces off and shatters

And I see that it's glass

And then my mom comes home and asks

"Cole, what the fuck happened?"

And now she's beating my ass

I just wondered if I could alter my reflection without actually changing myself?

And then, and then, I realized that, no, I can't

To come to grips with my reflection, I have to first know I am me

So that means I'ma have the same reflection in a mirror, in a river or in society

And I can't change anybody's perception of me

All I can change is my perception of myself

And maybe they can see how my energy shifted

And shit, maybe that would help

Other people to start opening minds and learning self

Analyze the conditions of their lives and what's been dealt

And what's in turn been self-inflicted

You see, sometimes we make ourselves the victim

And shit, of this, I've been guilty, like at least three times

Or maybe more, definitely more

See, we all try to cope

What I do is smoke

There was times where people offered me coke

And I did it each time

But that was only twice

I know some people on it, cocaine's a hell of a vice

They told me "It makes you confront all of your demons"

Shit, that sounds like me on psilocybin

My momma think I'm a heathen

And sometimes I feel like I'm fiending

But when I'm on it, I'm dreaming

Shit, I swear to God, reality is seamless

I don't think y'all get it

I'm in the fifth-density

Shit, I'm boutta fucking make history

I'm crossing divine knowledge in this music while rhyming

See, I swear this path was meant for me

I'ma be relevant in a century

Or two or three or four or five

That is, if the human race is still alive

The kids are dying inside, I can see it in their eyes

They're filled with nothing but misery, pain and hate

Today's children are suffering right in front of our faces

Shit, we should do it for them, for Christ's sake

I wasn't thinking this way when I had a MySpace

I was still a kid, young-minded and misled

Misguided and immature

Conniving and being scared

Of my own potential, till I realized I've been there

In a past life, like last night

I remember the facts like it was yesterday when I see my own death

Ever since I've been taking all these preventative steps indeed

To try to prolong an unforgettable destiny

I'm sitting with the enemy right next to me

I won't let him get the best of me

I'm teaching like professors be

When preaching in a lecture, see?

On the other side of the board, now, King me

Like a checker piece

My bro KLee seen me as a mess and he

Still held me down and never thought nothing less of me

And now we each cooking up with our recipes

Bon Appetit, it ain't much left to see, shit

So I'm gonna float away, float away, float away, float away, float away, float away

I'm gonna float away, float away, float away, float away, float away, float away

I'm gonna float away, float away, float away, float away, float away, float away

I'm gonna float away, float away, float away, float away, float away, float away