Joseph's Son Lyrics

Soley Based off the appearance I could pass for Joseph's Son

World in the palm of my hands when I'm on the run

When I'm on the run like Forrest Gump

Jumping from the state to state

Said you've been cooking but where the fuck are the dinner on plates

Roller Coaster in the mental form

I must inform you my thoughts've been acid

Since I gave me a chance and blocked out distractions

I've been on a bigger mission

Fishing for answers with or without a bachelors

Aquarius born so I'm known to take chances

Magnet to the fucking cash

Can't stay stagnant

Refusing to confine to the ways of the masses

Lord help me

I'm tackling trees as if they're branchless

Currently 22

But I'm approaching the number

Worn by the greatest

That takes everything to heart

Never have trusted a Doc or an Op

Cause they can control if we breathe or we stop

I never believed in entering labs

Cause that's where the deadliest virus is at

At

Solely Based off the appearance

I could pass for Joseph's son

World in the palm of my hands when I'm on the run

When I'm on the run like Forrest Gump

Jumping from state to state

Said you've been cooking but where the fuck are the dinner plates

As of late I've been feeling gifted

In days when we're all restricted

Many masking their face like bitches on Instagram pics

Picture me rolling through Tempe

Where the temperature's in the triple in the summers

And precipitation's rare as them fucking hummers

Addicted to espresso

That's why I'm never frozen or posing

Like half of the youth who don't seek truth

Beyond a fucking tweet

Get up off your fucking feet

And you decide if the globe'll help you when you face defeat

World in the palm of my hands when I'm on the run

When I'm on the run like Forrest Gump

Gump

Gump

Gump

Regardless if Biden or Trump's President

I'm still my own boss

Taking the necessary actions required to floss

Been

Eating good so my Colgate routine's on shuffle

And hustle till I outdo squads like Russell

Zero tolerance for motherfuckers bothering my peace

Eating edibles to ease out the beast

Cause

The smell will get me fired and evicted

I pray my current life decision is forgiven

I live to die to see the proof my mom has risen

I just listen to my heart

Before the words are spoken

Of a golden token

Like Comanche codes

What's he talking

He's been patiently waiting to snap

Like 50 in 03'

To keep it a buck 50 like m&m's

Plus tax

Something that Republicans can't stomach

But give in like a bitch

Cause they got what the world needs

Money and pussy motivates the proceeds

Proceed

Proceed