Quiet Thoughts - Foresta, Protoje, Kabaka Pyramid

Life is a journey you know?

And on this path I’n’I come to many realizations

The evolution of thought to creation, u know?

I remember when mi first start to question life

Age 7 ask questions why me de pon earth?

Is this my first or my second birth?

Or is it my third?

Is that a number or is it a word?

Is life a noun or is it verb?

Is there a god weh a listen every single word weh mi think?

And when mi see the color red is it the same to you?

Or maybe what you explain is blue to me

What you perceive is individually risen from the prison of the mind literally

And your senses form defenses against the entry of frequencies weh them sen fi

And the ones them weh out of them reach

You say dem doh exist but a dem one de mi seak, yea

The preacher dem a preach, but in the end I teach myself to seek my self until

the end of these

Dying days, I used to ask my how?

But now I put the why?

in place

Instead I cook the wheat I cook the rye in place

Fi put my third eye in place, yea

And we’ve lost meaning

With all that’s going on with the life we’re leading

All in all, Great or small these feelings

Knowing that we’re blessed with the air we’re breathing

Believe me

I remember thinking if you born January how you one grade higher than someone

weh born december before?

Dat nuh mek no sense when you check it out

The ones weh born december nuff nuh mek it out

The school system provide the tools fi true victims arrive while fixing the

mind on rules

Three 6 a di sign dem choose

Chesse trix by design abuse the youths

Time a fly

Sometimes I feel I’m a fly, jus a

Pitch and a watch people sit on a clock from 9−5

Time just a fade away

Till the day them family sing amazing grace

I heard that souls are made in space

Then them travel to earth

So the womb can unravel the birth

I search with a ravenous thirst, for someone to balance an merge with

But sometimes my manners desert me

Thoughts rambling example is this verse

But what the meaning?

As long as truth’s been dispersed I’m cool with that

Some a burst oozies Glocks, I choose fi Ras

Tunes keep the youths in tact

It’s kinda funny, how I keep goin like the energizer bunny

Mi haffi memorize an study da verse ya

‘Cause the message I’m delivering is truth

I confess with every synonym I use yea

Yeah man, you know de time de when

You reflect pon life and wonder what’s the meaning…

So one a dem time…