Phantom

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Phantom, the menace
the allusion, the mirage
done chased after confusion
till my system gets sabotaged
it's odd how these things
creep up unknowingly
it's a convoluted twist
a mindfuck brinking upon tragedy
winking at me
inviting me in
is it the Devil talking
Or God, I can't comprehend
Cause what's obvious
Is often the allusion
and what's the truth
Is buried under lies and confusion
Maybe I greatly
underestimate my own distinction
Even though I'm thinking
I'm embracing individuality
but maybe in reality
I don't recognize my fingerprints
the uniqueness ain't relatin to no "common" sense
the uniqueness is an island off in it's own world
and I'm realizing that's puttin it lightly
and if I'm not recognizing
that fact, then consequences will come back to get me
what makes me happy
is totally different than anything you would think
and society would send me off to a shrink
middle ground doesn't exist and "society" is fiction
there's no absolute truth upon which we can rest a decision
Every person, every thought is livin upon it's uniqueness
we just always want to think that
this existence is shared
well it isn't
and I pay fucking dearly every time I don't want to hear it
but one day I will learn
Yo trial and error continues to prove
don't underestimate the differences that exist inside you


Wayo

Don't stop turning
Stream steady flowing
Show me the way-o
and then I will follow
"namanala" is when I miss her
She flashes through my "boopa"
it feels like a wave
but waves are dangerous like a tsunami
And "dama ragul" of this other guy
Sean, and her and I, we haven't seen
enough for me to mean
enough to her, so...
So take her like a stream, "wayo"
just let the stream flow
as sure as day follows the next "bes"
I don't want to be her next best
I want to be her number "ben"
but even when that happens
I still can never rest
cause what rests becomes mold
So I have to continue to flow
like the stream, "wayo"
If you go you go "jama-rek"
Only in peace please I believe in free
so I live with "Dara" less
The Gambians they say
"yombut, defi-mitti"
and then keep it moving
flowing like the stream
For you I have a wish
But I don’t insist
Because only Allah can insist
Me I just make a wish
And I pray to do my best
With whatever gifts I posess
To Allah I leave the rest
That’s the one and only way for success
I know this from experience
The way I feel for you
May be “defa-borray”
Want to hurry
But like Ataya we must move slow
And live within the flow
…of the stream “wayo”.








Take her more like a stream than an ocean
I say she is my "wayo"
I say so because



Like a stream

take er like a stream
Not a wave or a storm
just a stream her thoughts
flow through me and into an endless sea