Verse 1
Sometimes I wonder whats
the purpose to this music?
Is the whole point of writing
just to lend out all my soul
And so I struggle with the
pitfalls dangers of being lazy
Burden to impress all
my colleagues am I crazy?
Got my eyes off the ball
just for a second
And the weapons that
I use are now pointed
at me directly
You got to make this
joint right here
whatever is sexy
Copy cat game when its
all lame how it checked me
Now I got a moment
and its frozen
And the flows just a
bottle in the ocean
that’s floated toward
the top and your ears
keep it there
Heres a questionnaire
will it survive another year?
These are battles that
I fight when its me,
I and my lonesome
And the whole
crowd is watching
but its all in my head
Could I stop and take
a moment instead…
Cause every breath could
be devotions to death
Hook
I just want to know -
where this art goes
so watch me as I go -
where my soul will
bloom and grow
Verse 2
i take a step off the plane
and my history stands
at a distance
extending both hands
like it's welcome me home
i got to breathe but the first
thing that it tells me
is the language that is
spoken is evoked by the soul
so I had to learn that
my heart acts as a speaker
and the language that
i speak are in melodical notes
quotes like a child born to grow
in a new different city not
the light path that he chose so
in my hand i got my pen
pad and my heartache
and my bands got their
heart out when we all play
its just a part of the
lifestyle of a canvas
we call ourselves that
cause its Lord God
that'll use us
and so we push through
the tainted glass mahogany
its hard to see through
my fear filmed photography
I'm just a piece thats
been searching for the picture
when i find it i reply
with a ‘hi’ cause i missed her - hey
Hook
I just want to know -
where this art goes
so watch me as I go -
where my soul will bloom and grow
Verse 3
if theres a passion in your
heart than you better walk
at a distance
cause bad vibes will
get you when
you're walking alone
whats beautiful’s
when its crafted and grown
I hear the strings to my city
and Im reminded of home
yeah I love the breath that
i take whenever
my plane lands
its so pure that my
mind state is like Amen
what a trip that as
a kid steady writing
i be flying round the world
how is that part of my gameplan?
i dont know but i don't
believe that it was just chance
i dont believe that michael
jackson wants to just dance
he was the smoothest so
for those who never seen him
posters on my wall he was
moonwalking on the ceiling
and then i felt the chills take me
took me on a journey
man this spaceships crazy
now i pass it to the
passionate youth
just a portion of the picture
how the passionate grew
Hook
I just want to know -
where this art goes
so watch me as I go -
where my soul will
bloom and grow