Purpose Over Profit Lyrics

They're whispering, thoughts through the wind

Thought we lost connection but we're tapping in again

The demons tried their hardest but the angels always win

Putting purpose over profit turning profit in the end

I said they're whispering, thoughts through the wind

Thought we lost connection but we're tapping in again

The demons tried their hardest but the angels always win

Putting purpose over profit turning profit in the end

I'm peaking through the cracks in the vinyl

I hit this plane with luggage it was absent on arrival

Cords cracked my spinal, drums hit my solar plex

I conversate with instruments, reishi mushrooms, cordyceps

Strolling through the charter steps

Patiently I climbed

They told us that the borders closed we found a way to fly

Look up in the sky, it's a universal citizen

Not worried bout the boxes that they made or trying to fit in them

Child of some immigrants, they took a flight of faith

Put their trust up in the process not a dollar to their name

And me I did the same, I'm throwing caution to the wind

Skipping rocks out in the tropics, walk on water, float on hymns

I was looking for an answer, asked a question went within

Now it's all clean, I tapped into the all seen

My art streams on all wall screens

My thoughts are obscene, obscure

Meditative postures, all plans penned to profit partners

Pardon me, if my pen's moving awkwardly

I'm under influenced and over taken by autonomy

Super sonic land speeds, imagine when I tuck the wheels

Put rappers on their tippy toes, in Dorothy's clothes clicking heels

Doors shutter closed, put the house up on tornados

I walk on yellow roads and write on emerald tables

The glow had it's way to go to catch up to the earth

And my flow's in its baby clothes, imagine it matured

Yeah, Imagine it matured

My flows in it's baby clothes imagine it matured

The glow had some way to go to catch up to the earth

The glow had some way to go to catch up to the earth and now they're whispering

Thoughts through the wind

Thought we lost connection but we're tapping in again

The demons tried their hardest but the angels always win

Putting purpose over profit turning profit in the end

I said they're whispering, thoughts through the wind

Thought we lost connection but we're tapping in again

The demons tried their hardest but the angels always win

Putting purpose over profit turning profit in the end

I said they're whispering, thoughts through the wind

Thought we lost connection but we're tapping in again

The demons tried their hardest but the angels always win

Putting purpose over profit turning profit in the end