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written by chester watson
produced by chester watson

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lyrics:

fish don’t climb trees
just a day in the life
another day in a dream
another day in the leaves
georgia clay on the sneaks

fish don’t climb trees
shorty attitude like:
*bitch don’t try meeee*

for the throne i bleed

i need something,
hit the store as the haze clearing
the vintage warm me up as i’m exploring the grey theory
it feel like the twilight zone it’s shakespearean..

you can’t put a word to the vibe, the faint eeriness
is calling and it’s almost arousing
i shake hearing it..

a meeting with the sea and the clouds at the great clearing

it’s like, i float over at all, the weight spirited

life..
love, and mortality, hate, fear, and it’s back through the cycle
back on a balcony facing fears again

heights..

facing fears again…

heights..

facing my fears again..

wait…

fish don’t climb trees
just a day in the life
another day on a string..

fish don’t climb trees
just a day in the life
another day in a dream..


incense burning
6th sense lurking
god sent an intense signal, it was urgent
ren de vous with a few african merchants

stories of apparitions, mad interesting
but i don’t know if they fact or fiction

amorphous,
seafoam surrounded the fortress
feel like corbin, hunker down in the forest
in the hills out in Oakland; views gorgeous

smoking crumbz while i’m listening to crumb
za za 20 in the spliff got me hovering so close to the sun
i had to get it but know i was so close to the runtz
the magic sit in the palm of my hands, rattling spirits. an alchemist put my palms to the land,
like an egyptian goldsmith with a song from the sands.
fly over giza, and hit ibiza. you don’t understand.
a chester feature come with fees cause i know i’m the man

i’m obsessed with the views don’t gotta embellish it
just a fish up in the mountains outta my element
feeling at home..
thoughts blank when i’m settling deep into zones
where you at girl, you know i hate sleeping alone
channeling something so otherworldly it’s deep in the soul
life with no regrets, cause demons can grow restless
on a peak i just a stare out and i bask in the city got me breathless

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