Why Lyrics

I brush my life on a canvas,

Touchin' the earth, cause life's so candid

Inundated, most will never understand it

Have a perfect planet, jump off the paper

Burn a plantation, question everything

Everlasting, no patience, practice folded

Now I treat the hopeless, with unadulterated dopeness

Max Julian, hooligan reborn

Feelin' new again, foolin' with old fools in my decorum

Adidas forums, slight sag with the flannel

Channel zero page, slide the rays in the paint

Get high, see new colors in the rain

Blueprint for new shit, flow so stupid

I cause solar storm oozes, get the boot print

Bolivian cut, obsidian mud, really it's love

Dust in the scene, come clean, leave unseen

Bleed off the realness, through open veins

Disingenuous brains, get cuts short

Like cheatin' triple beams, like a lying deacon believes

Higher powers, extra doctrines, mean endeavors he's seen

Surprise, even he's been steamin' leaves

It ain't what you thought it was, was it

Open your eyes motherfucker