Still Alive

Stop seeing God as a title more of a feeling

Tryna fight through see life as more appealing

I'm still stuck in loops you know like when the reel ends

Everybody pushing personas where did the real end

My brother told me hold hope but I'm losing grip

Running from the cold spend the day with my medulla lit

Shrooms turn my brain to a lava lamp on my groovy shit

I know death knocking on the door but I'm still asking who is it

Home is at the heart but we can't find it so we live in lies

Spark spliffs when shit get dark quick like a winter sky

Look in bros eyes and I can see grief epitomized

But he won't tell me bout it cause if he open he finna cry