Blue Sake

Planting seeds and hope she blossoms to a tree

Just to watch another nigga eat the fruit that's meant for me

Not illiterate but that just doesn't read be

Inconsiderate or Icarus on a breeze it's either

Pull you closer or my grip a start to ease

Gotta psychic in my palms revealing prophecies

I'm not optimistic about what she claims she sees

It's like my heart is in my art and I open arteries

All these women that I fall for they all just autumn leave

I thought Cupid brought relief guess stupid or naive

Maybe foolish Im a nudist Im as naked as the truth gets

You want fake well then this useless you can take til ain't no more