(INTRO)

In a church an old man was playing, what was his answer…

God, music.. that they are one in the same?

At that moment was he hearing a different music than the literary of that church.

Where icons can be seen not only on the walls, like an Orson Wells character, Mcain or Macbeth.

How far can you get along with Evil.

Use a long spoon to sup with the devil.

Did you well out your lives calculating the length of the spoon…

Only to discover that there was no supper.

(CHORUS)

When the eye in the sky couldn’t help you fly,

don’t waste your life just trying to get by,

its our turn now, you can wear Caesar’s crown,

Even a golden cage couldn’t hold you down

(KOJEY RADICAL VERSE)

6 feet of potential.

I’m Grave digging for gold,

6 to 10 on an early. rat race on the journey home.

6.50 An hour I spent that on my soles.

Miss me with the drama. I manage but barely cope.

Bakery in my wallet. My wallowing pitiful.

Cycles of expectation, effecting my spirit to.

Miniscule in the moment. I ponder what's my excuse. Wonder why I still run from the sound of their ridicule.

Often I debate if the struggle is worth the pain. quickly went the distance because I needed

my space.

The taste of inhibitions go, creep through my veins.

Preacher don't condemn me, they love me for my ways.

I could never waste time and let time waste me.

I chased time for too long now my mind won't sleep, I think about it.

I wonder if time chased and when exactly I lost sight of what made me, me.

(CHORUS)

When the eye in the sky couldn’t help you fly,

don’t waste your life just trying to get by,

its our turn now, you can wear Caesar’s crown,

Even a golden cage couldn’t hold you down

(2ND VERSE)

What if it’s my last gasp,

My final touch upon the foreign sands

Inside an inverted hour glass,

Minutes pass, but i don’t choose to be a part of it

Cos most stories end with ‘that ain’t the half of it’

My doesn’t.

Cos you can’t prize my grip

document my trip

I turn lethargic sick with being mediocre

I wasn’t here to rot like teeth in coca cola

intoxicate the sober through a speech on a sound wave

leech to passion tryna reach a cloud state

elevate.

The equilibrium that i’m living in, is sinking in

Cos theres no plan for me,

there never was,

Cos fates just a word,

When destiny is lost.

(CHORUS)

When the eye in the sky couldn’t help you fly,

don’t waste your life just trying to get by,

its our turn now, you can wear Caesar’s crown,

Even a golden cage couldn’t hold you down