I never wrote this is sorcecode

I'm tapping in the keys while the drummer's speaking Morse code

I'm at the meetings with the doors closed

Never speak on dealings till they show up in portfolios

I made a living selling Do-si-do's

From other sides of globes I had someone on the road with those

And thank God for the grower though

He saved an extra five even though he had a buyer for them

The truth hurts when you're lying dormant

I treat the owner like the doorman

I mean, we all bleed the same color and hit soil when the story end

He said he stood straight but he's looking like accordion

On my lord, I'm feeling born again

They left me by the tomb, moved the stone and I was gone again

The quill pen with the feather on it

The verse crossed the border so I had to throw a tariff on it

It's a means of negotiation

The murder note was weak I'm not guilty or associated with it

A descendant of the stars, rerunning with a charge

I'm trying to make the space great again

They wanna lead you in the dark cause they don't like to see your radiance

Or running up your gradients

Their weapon was a dimmer switch, our arsenal was really lit

He had a big ego but it wasn't in the grave with him

I'm cutting weight and then I'm weighing in

Persistence through the losses let the Godhead know you're playing to win

I left the glasses with the rosy tints

Time to smell the roses stemmed from profits from the petaled pinks

I want it all but leave the kitchen sink though

The stream I'm tapping in is cleaner for the wash and rinse

I finally hit an ATL, I'm bouncing back from Washington

The wizard's plans in bigger hands I'm letting go and locking in

The door is closed but left the roof ajar

The work is super light, I already been a superstar

Same field but got a different goal

Can't call that man rich if he don't even own his single soul

Controlled