Orphan Flow Vol. 4 TINYMAN (Ft. Kojey Radical)

[Intro: Kojey Radical]
It's spiritual man, it's spiritual

Cradle yourself like a foetus
Pray that your makers love you
Accept your conviction with conviction
You love this now, hardly surprising
Sit and watch your 4 fathers
Give you goals with no guidance
Play both child and parent as you father this talent
You can if you must
But if you stray too far from the sand box
There is no one you can run to
You can only cradle yourself like a foetus
And pray that your makers love you
I pray that your makers love you
Damn

[Hook]
I wanna know if I
Am running laps inside your mind?
Am I? Am I?

[Verse 1]
A Prisoner of my thoughts
Until the first day I came out of pen
I mean released the ink out my pen
Ayo here we go again
I swear you couldn't place an odd on this crazy
Event
Lyrical aliens and solar systems
Bipolar visions showing symptoms of endless wisdom
Socially blind brothers walking in to prisms
And disengaging with the one gift the lord has given
Life
Reality speaks in different colours
But if you're Always in the shade man then I won't bother
Dem never listen to their inner psyche
Seems like they hear dreadful like Lauryn hill in the 90's
I mean full of dreads unlock the mystery
A myth to me is a restricted possibility
See love is braille to a non blind man
Cah they can feel it but more time they don't understand
Damn