Instrumental Flowers by Madlib [Verse] I try and be upbeat I try and be upbeat I try remain comfy I try remain comfy But somedays its inescapable how agitated I get A million and one things are racing through my head Nauseated yep but with my pen Im sick I know that but that comfort doesnt come as quick As Id expect it to Im sceptical to what the future holds But still behold the spectacle No point in chasing steps I make them Ill take a breath clear my head and view whats irking me And work out why Im seeing red or feeling blue Refuse to feed the next demonic thought thats sought to poison me Ill fight to keep my soul in tact I seem as blessed as I can be My friends my girl my family And Ill be damned if I rebuke the Lord for all this torment mentally Was born an entity who refused to crawl into his bed and sleep That was two or four this week it hit me that Im 21 With thoughts of jealousy paranoia pinching me Latched and caught in grips and seized A year ago Id be the one who would succumb To every clutch but now its backing off Im breaking free Ill carry on remembering my past mistakes No longer stepping on those shards again I learnt a lot Ive changed and thats my word to God Not Charlemagne Im hardly Drake But nothing was the same when I was young and dumb And tryna carve a name out for myself When I had doubts for myself and I was shouting for help Drowning in this swimming pool and weeping at the deepend All the time Id been at school I hated it Til I learnt to be more sociable Someone people could approach like Cool, I need your help I need advice I need your thoughts I need your eyes I need your words I need your mic I need an arm on which to lay my head and cry Im still that guy But still Im far from sane with half a brain And cant believe that I could even last a day But Ive been told Im good Been told Im chill been told Im cute Been told Im sick been told I will make it It means so much for me to hear it Cause my work keeps me coherent I should be rolling with no fear at all But Im scared as hell Broken soaked in soulful tears of joy and pain The type you dont see but thats just life You know me Ill make the best of it A testament to my will and faith I write it mostly in the hope that I can feel at ease Cause I get shocked when I do bad But still get wounded when I do good Still look at my reflection saying do you Those who do me wrong will do me wrong A depressing fact but dont be someone else Thinking thats the end of that I stood my ground throughout the bullshit Ive encountered And Im glad and thankful for the strength I have to be the best I can Its stressful man Guess now would be the perfect time to end the track
upbeat, comfy, told, need, learnt