Period

Coffee in the morning Stains on my music sheet Colors drip on boring Polo vintage tees Upping my performance I'm only up till three Seven in the morning I'm rolling swisher sweets Trying to write a song so my soul agrees Oh it's me Where do I belong I've been roaming streets Hopelessly Righting all my wrongs So I feel complete but still repeat Jamming on this song hope the lyrics fill the holes in me I'm a period surrounded by this blank page My interior of thoughts and of mistakes Hope the beat can hold me down and keep my wings straight Cause I'm flying off the grounds into deep space If my candlelight die And my smoke rise I hope the clouds wave by For the good time If I leave a mark on history I hope I leave A little good karma to the ones that noticed me Sunsets in my rearview when fate moves I'm upset cause the old me I can't do Cold sweats more stress bills past due Couldn't find the address so I passed through I'm a period surrounded by this blank page My interior of thoughts and of mistakes Hope the beat can hold me down and keep my wings straight Cause I'm flying off the grounds into deep space If my candlelight die And my smoke rise I hope the clouds wave by For the good time If I leave a mark on history I hope I leave A little good karma to the ones that noticed me