Peace Bird

I try to tell myself that there’ll be brighter days Sunday’s ain’t always sunny Find the light in shade Sometimes life’s amazing Find out your a basement Or up up up on a spaceship This that retrograde This that retrograde This that retrograde This that retrograde shit Vaporwave shit Don’t catch this fade Wonder did they lace this Make this The greatest moment of your life Summer nights Petrichor and the street lights Embrace Thee Collective consciousness But don’t expect no sponsorships This that wave Everybody blink your third eye Escape to a foreign place via birds eye Or a fish eye lens Ain’t no bitch in my friends They all win if I win 'Til the end of my ends Dead presidents make for gusto Guns, glamour, and guts Uh oh Dedicated to success in my crafts Elevated I’m so elated I laugh In the worst of times This the worst of times Make a verse that rhymes just to make a splash But Trump fuckin' the world up Little do they know Central banks are fuckin' the world up What happened to Gaddafi? What happened to Sadam? Puppets placed, convenient placement What happened in Vietnam? What happened in Puerto Rico? Same shit happened in Guam Conquer, Cripple, and colonize Is this the shit that you want?