Revival
[Verse 1: Sans]
Writing with my eyes closed, revival
From the opposite state where we shoot the five-o
HI tide flow, ancients from the HNL
Raised me well, sent me to sea
They filled me with the spirit and made me a sail
Trying to put my city on, I ain’t aiming to fail
But no matter how long I travel, I know where home is
Spin the globe, but keep coming home because I’m homesick
No intentions of keeping up with the Joneses
I’m lapping the pack cause when I go, I goes in
Lot of friends left and won’t come back soon
Rep my city on the map, running out of thumbtacks
Still insecure, still afraid you won’t like this
Still unsure if I’m comfortable with my likeness
First world problems, imposter syndrome
Wish it were enough to be beloved by my kinfolk
If I stop making art, will I die?
Probably not, but if I stop making art who am I?
I am a shadow who is trying to be honest
Teachers said he had potential, so my life is a promise
Who is it to?
Who am I to you?
Who am I when the beat ends and this song is through?
Who am I when the record stops spinning on the last track
And my voice lives in your memory as a flashback?
[Outro]
Thank you for coming with me on this journey
Sail boat