Beaut Of Full

I got me up today oh yeah
To the world out there I don’t exist and
You know it’s okay I seem nonexistent
I’d rather be invisible
Than someone who you always pick on or shit on, fool
But take a look around and see
That the no one that you would not see
Is taking over this world to be
And important, not an imp or flea
I know my worth, I manifest my dreams
Now if only the earth could catch up to me
But you still wouldn’t seem that much to me
You’re debris, I kick through the dried leaves
Now it’s spring, I see the green
There is smoke
Where’s the smoke come from though?
Do you burn plastic or tobacco leaves?
I’m delivering what these rappers dream
To the nine millionth degree
Aside from what you think of me
I know that I’m the living dream
What dream, the wet dream
But the very very best wet dream
Where the jets propel you to freshwater streams
Waterfalls that come tumbling down
And wash away forgotten wants and needs
Because I’ve sprouted wings
Water’s dripping off as I come out of these streams
You’ll never get me up in the clouds
You’re down in the grease
Your grief won’t let you see
What’s around me
I’m lifting up all the gods who
Have gone before me, not like you
I’ve resurrected awesome souls that are true
While tamping down all of the lost boys huh
So I rap about your turmoil
So the oil returns to soil
Turn around that bed upon the fold
The harvest has never been so golden
At large, I’ve returned you to the earth’s core
Trapped you in the prison that’s below
The surface
As I surf on the waves that shore up
Then I fly off that board to board the
Plane
And it’s plain that I’m the underground lord though
And at the same time in these friendly skies so

I got me up oh yeah yeah yeah yeah