It used to be grilled cheese
Beatle faded minds
Squawking journals in the circle
Was the best of time
Cannons blazing for the colors
Since the dawn of time
No need to fit the clock
Busy educating grind
Angry birds fit the words
Facilitate your minds
From the lessons to the blessings
For the sake of rhyme
Hateraid filled grenades
Filled the body lines
Pirate ways on display
Man, who's got the time
Nowadays blurry days
Anyways you find a line
Adding candles to the cake
Meanwhile raising minds
Got that leash on the post
Running smaller circles
Mediate through my face
Under eyes purple
Trading words for the verbs
Feeling gospel lines
Loose lips sinking blurbs
Making longer lines
At the party walking home
Just don't feel like drinking
Stop barking on the leash
Looking through the fence
Thinking


Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking


Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking


Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking


Owls in the attic
Get the better view
Yesterday subway route
With new tools no doubt
On the alps for clout
Had them playing roller coaster
Through the village on a sunday route
They were claiming saving souls worth it
Dollar bills in the water
Drowning those who've earned it
Man made zombies on t.V.
Never blinking four hours
On the couch vein unplugged
Thinking

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking


Kick it baby pop
This about your town
This is rebel toll music
How it all went down
Facts on smashing the lack of
Leading low and beholds
For every two that went out
Came back three times fold
Man I know
Ain't used to getting down like this
Do everfeel familiar
How ever clever your nitch
Nifty little ditty's
Now about that crown
This feelings profound
You came to get down
Planetary Voodoo
Sweats to pound out sounds
If you don't put in the work
Expect less than a pound
Grown through the galaxy
Yet still underground
Dripping through the seasons
Egg and flour it down
Drop it in the oil
Till it turns golding brown
Flavor setting in
While we let cool down
Say grace for the thought
Of even being around
Thank you fam for the blessings
While we eating these sounds

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking

Thinking, Thinking, Thinking, Thinking