Bermuda
Directed and Edited by Jammmel
Song Produced by Steve Kroeger

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Lyrics:
I don’t know why I chose today
But if I can’t prove it to myself then I should walk away
From it all put it down swear this be my last shot
Putting my pen to the paper, man I hope I never stop
(I don't)
(I don't)
I don’t why I chose today
Telling my self that I’m washed up, need to get out of the paint
Yeah I tried, gave my all, this’ll be my last attempt
All these voices in my head won’t leave I swear they pitched a tent

Rap was how I used to vent
Though I never made a cent
I was certain this my purpose one day it’s gone pay my rent
But it won’t, maybe not,
Never be as big as pac
As youngin had a passion, I'm older now I’m in a drought
As a kid, I was hungry, every waking moment grinding
Now all I think about smoking when the sun is shining

Wish I never took that toke
Wish I never messed around with kids that’s handling the dope
But I’m here, I can’t change the past,
But I can steer the future
I’ll go out, in a blaze of glory, like I’m Ferris bueller
I just try to get high, all because I think the sky is dope
But if you wanna try me line you up like a kaleidoscopic
feel like I I’ve lost the drive, this plane is no longer flyable
I just can’t adjust to hip hop but I swear I’m trying bro
I crashed into a rock and nothing these days is reliable
It’s gotten to a point it feels like the Bermuda Triangle
I'm stuck in a storm with a boat, made a styrofoam
So maybe I’ll just go to sleep cause I’ve been feeling tired
No this time I’m going crazy and this time I’m really tired of it
Imma get so high I’ll feel like a bird and the sky above it

Yeah… no this time I’m really tired of it
Imma hit the highway till I cannot feel the tires running
I can’t let that happen, need someone to strike a match and
Put that shit right underneath me until I can feel the fire from it

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