PREOCCUPIED Lyrics

I'm not ready to go

I'm just ready for it all now

Whether or not I know

I did not write this song

It fell from up above

In rhythm with a thump

So I thought I'd sing along

Neither you or I can be certain

Of who's more blessed

Or less hurtin, still

The stress builds nests

On both of us to perch in

if theres a lesson

we have yet to learn it

Some peace

This meant to serve it

Against popular opinion

The postal service isn't slow

We just have at least 3 full

Generations accustomed

To ever quicker modes

Of sending information

Across the globe

Nearly 30 meters per second

As the top speed allowed

But people pilot half a tonne

A metal around like

Nobody but them matters

Then wowed when the

Sound of sirens tell em

To identify themselves

No wonder true identity

Seldom leaves our mouths

As words communicated

Each person wantin

To be more than a

Name and number

Is only Human nature

I can't write less than this

When I get in a zone

Too patient

For any plan less meant

To test the soul

Let's be told what to do

By nobody's tongue

Except our own

Learn to play chess or don't

Still gonna be players

Left to right who Treat

you like a pawn

Prone to let up till ya wont

Be done pro-crastinatin

When Gettin these lessons

Up into ya dome

THIS

My freshest stuff till it's not

My exception to practicin

How to act tough

Without getting caught

And the next one in

The list to be a gift

From me blessed by God

Hook

I know I can

be soft but i dont lie

and really im so

Pre-occ-u-pied

that I've been like a

tree-on-its-side

but still grow-

ing despite

all of it

Break

Get it off your chest

Turn to cinder the blocks

Covering up any pos-

-itive or loving thoughts

-

Created

For you and any of

All listening to my

Newest drop

Let bass come back

Before the snare pops

N Before the air's to hot

With tension from

What we all think

might

Happen

If unity really tapped out

N who we let dictate beauty

Tapped in

Meanwhile we all busy relaxing

Ain't that a thing

Preoccupied As

Bein's occupyin' space

Any talk on

Occuli's a waste

Lots to find that's real

In a world indoctrinated

To hate for a hobby

I've fought for a better way

To not feel intoxicated

Put the blame on

Nothing

but my own

guess of the situation

Try not to have any

In my search

For ways to flow

While not expectin

All who watch to applaud me

This the part

Hold on lets see

JUST DAVE

I know I

seem off in the eyes

but the truth is

we all too pride-

full to be real

keep it inside

im always

preoccupied

wonderin

I know I can

be soft but i dont lie

and really im so

Pre-occ-u-pied

that I've been like a

tree-on-its-side

but still grow-

ing despite

all of it