Perspective II - Michael Christmas

I got the same perspective just a little different

Changed the bitch I’m feeling

I’m no longer on the Moon

I made my way back up to Venus

Where the atmosphere was fucked up

You left me to be friends but I ain’t trippin'

Interstellar, intergalactic, internal bleeding

Word of mouth and spread me out

Like cardinals and popes, and Jesus, Church

Tick tick, tick tick

I said they talking just to talk

I’m talking to myself

I’m talking like a nigga with a lack of simple mental health

Know the girl of my dreams is probably a weirdo like me

And if she decides she likes me then we finna do it like

So is it you?

Cause I done flown the Galaxy I’m in it

Know you beautiful and you ain’t worry about these other bitches,

and I’m staring out the window

Looking at the stars, I’m finna pull your card

So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t

So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t

So don’t you tell me that you love me if you don’t

On the way to the airport I can’t help thinking

That I don’t want to leave, tonight was perfect, let it sink in

You say 'make sure that you rested' I know shit can get wild

But I’m the shit now I got 6 jobs, shit I don’t get tired

I’m playing, a young fake rockstar in my mom’s car

Calling you while she’s inside the store

Fast forward on the road again

You counting down the days 'till I’m in Boston for a show again

Complaining about the snow again

Come join me on the west side

Big nigga getting big love no Bed-Stuy

Up in space it’s me and you, a couple brews

I’m still trying to see if they got free wifi on the moon (what's the password?)

And we can kick it

A new perspective

I make you smile

So don’t neglect it