Microphone Check …. 1,2…. 1,2
Because I know I’m buggin out
You are not my responsibility
Yet somehow I still wanna think
That that should be me
Even with all the obstacles
So many layers of filtering
Refusing to think
That no matter what
Things will always be the same
Microphone Check … 1,2…. 1,2
Just to avoid a narrow path
Ask “How are you feeling?”
From the unique things you’re experiencing
It’s the one thing that’s appealing
Avoiding a predetermined outcome
Yet I still wonder what’ll be the outcome
Am I wanting more for you
Than you want for yourself
Or am I just avoiding myself
Microphone Check … 1,2 ….. 1,2
Trying my best to go all out
Whenever the phone does your ping
My entire being starts to change
Intrigued at whatever you are saying
Already lacing up just in case
Kissing my seeds goodbye, just in case
But the case never ever goes that way
Not even sure what I am missing
Never even had a taste
The possibility of a coupled empire
Consistently maintains all my desire
Microphone Check … 1,2…. 1,2
Not the best. Not the worst
But I do what I can
Limited by past beliefs
Yet found this new sense of sanity
Requiring a reconciliation periodically
Desperate to breathe without your energy
Living in this rule based world
Struggling to create a synergy
Counting the years since the first scene
Cannot recall every outfit
But I remember every time
Your mentality touched me
“Mic please”