Lyrics Touch The Sun - Kurr-Is

I went numb on complacent
I go dumb with blank faces
Face the sun for inspiration
I got funds for creating
I got thumbs grabbing makeshift
Places and a spaceship
Take a trip to Mars we driving cars on a 8th shift
I got crumbs I ain't scrape yet
My gums had inflation
Like economy adjacent
Monogamy and patience
Combat autonomy and racing
Symptoms of my generation
The new World order divides product placement
Went to war with creators
Feel restored by my layers
I got a core full of players
All the gore for the slayers
Who gon pour out they heart
When the sword is a hater
And the lore is way greater
Than what bore on these papers
That I crumbled in the trash
I feel a rumble guess my crash
Was a symbol to my dad
On the day I was had
Hold a fray to a chad
And a tray to the ash
As I lay on my ass
I was born in a caste
Broken heart with no wraps
But mix like a clash or a tape
Which means rewind or attach
An adhesion for the wrath of a God
Or a bath for a heathen
Rose upon and left sad for no reason
Do the math
I was 19 before I came out those waters
Left to make that decision
Which made it all much harder
I assumed I was safe
I assumed I was saved
Like a pause on my days
I resumed and pressed play
One hell of a game
Don't mind my
Operator act it's in the story so it's diegetic
Absolute the facts my grandpa was a diabetic
Off the rooted path
But the truth in the dialectic
Not the noise I had
But I struggled knowing that I let it
Tie up my tongue and strain the life on happiness I hoped to gain
September 12 3:03 AM here came the rain in 98
My birth chart would say it's faith
My grandma would say the pain was worth the hurt not the shame
Glen gon fill up the skin he in
Sister said I looked like a wrinkled old man
Thats the wisdom shining through the skin I'm living in
Literally
Never knew I write literary poetry
Go to school and find that dream written across a polo tee
All the scars I left on trees
All the ink I used to squeeze anger out on colder breeze
Gone with the wind
Along with overbites and gapped teeth
Heavy weighing fact sheets
BMI an athlete
Dandruff and bad acne
My momma used the derma but skipped the tology
With her Beaty background it was not a need
My scholarship was costly I ain't talking bout a dollar fee
Earned my way into the top compete until I fall asleep
That one day on the bus when no one would wake me up
Missed my stop but thank god I breathe
Heavy or might snore at least
Bus drive tap shoulder ease
Telling stories that won't ever leave
This my documentaries

I wear longer sleeves
Cut scars from my early days of little league
Wondered why I gravitated towards those things but it seemed
So self-conscious
I could vomit on the beat but won't bleed
Until a sonnet with a beat claims a pentameter speed
What's the read on a soul who don't share their palms
I cross my legs in discomfort
My un-opened arms were folded
But not in disapproval that's the way I stay frozen
Awkward cuz my body parts were always long but who noticed
Not so body positive but I tucked my shirt belly showing
When I lost the weight couldn't escape the clout
I was hoping it was the personality I chose then
Character develop work in progress dip my toes in
Realized I need an ocean
Explore the depths of me
Don't get caught up in deaths of me
I'm not the same boy in the past who used to hide from the bad
I embrace with no state
Territory that I break
Like the chains of the sleight I create
Keep it digital to make
More like physical for shape
I got issues I create
I got tissues for my safe
Keep that code locked away
I'm just opening the crate to a box in a smaller box
At least it won't escape

But it needs to touch the sun
But it needs to touch the
But it needs to touch the sun

But it needs to touch the sun
But it
But it needs to touch the