Early Rumors

Sun
Did you here
It
As the same 
As 
me
I got the seed
Vision the rumor
Here now
Brick water
steeze 
Hot
River mocha 
Im reading
Everything 
With this
Artist arsenal 
Boom
Happens
We 
Know 
our 
Different place surrounded 
Handed too the end
By the system
Offered prosperity 
Listen
Thats hard to find
An to let go
Touch 
All the scratches 
This body shall take
Look over it
Give the kiss
Stick out the marriage 
Foot
Believe in patting it
Bounce on this
Hear my prayer
Cocoa or vanilla
Just vision
The taste 
Stop
Giving that finger back
Rude 
Woman
The stair gear 
Is where I found beautiful
Who need rollercoasters 
Give me the ocean
I’m so high
Putting this world up
With only
My hands
Partner 
Forms
Cash then statues
Lessons
Hot
Ok 
Pat them out
Blown
Sit
Hid 
This cane
Quack quack
What is that lying 
It better be church
Place here
We close your eyes
Do you hear fear
Body killa
Give the time
So they will
Smell it
Their love
I sent it home 
For me every sunday
I know
Forget these
An never 
Think of the end
Finesses 
Your 
Own
Birth the strong
Washed a face in the mud
Seen by the most high
Safe is empty
Living
The best of life
May the rain
Find you
Filled to that color
Im on dry
Run with it baby
I’m stuck
On
Crazy
How we
Should 
Pour the street
Like butter
We should be
Thats how 
I want
The lights popping on