There ain’t another version of the past
They speak riddles, I’m only in it for facts
Young man made a future outta fillin up the cracks in the bottom of a boat they tried to label as trash, nah
The wind, the sails, the sea
The man tryna hold it all together by the seams
This loop keeps floating like a dream on schedule
So I just gotta open up the main port and let it through
Open up up the gates now and let it through
Lookin for a place with a better view
I’ve been on the wrong side tryin, it’s time to make moves
Open up the gates now I’m coming through
Sick of playing games and then payin dues
Everything is upside down but it’s time now