[Verse]
Why don't you take a look around?
Why don't you take a look around here?
Up there, you see that up there?
Don't it
Don't it…don’t it seem like there's too many squirrels in the Magnolias?
Or maybe the alphabet of the wind is footsteps
I clock an original sin for every footstep
The beat talk back, I talk in footstep
Before you look, do you…
Ten black Cadillacs passing by
Declare poetry…is a lie
The yak speaks, you verse lacks [?] retreat
Last night I drove a submarine
Not knowing how, not owning a submarine
Living in a land-locked state below [?] in a submarine
Bubbling
I’ll get up when I have to
I’ll get up when I have to
I’ll get up when I have to
I’ll get up when I have to
Footsteps
Footsteps