[Intro: YOSHUA, Anderson .Paak & Pharrell]
I told you what the freedom was
When Skateboard P influenced it all
Yeah
And they would just be like
"Damn, get that Enzo"
I told you what the freedom was

[Verse 1]
Tripping on the cracks in my mental
I ain't been eating, ain't been sleeping
Getting bigger, wasn't bulking
I turn nothings into somethings
I restart the dead discussions, I want all of that
Uh uh, but I ain't earn it yet
I'm privileged to sit here and complain about the things
That I ain't even experience, but I just been feeling it
And I been concealing it, suffer heavy from withdrawals
Of nostalgia, I need another hit
I need another win

[Chorus]
Put on my moon shoes and bounce to the moon
Who could give me a view like these lunar dunes?
Pretty sunrise on the dark side (of the moon)
Love on the low like pharsyde (colors bloom)
Colors bloom, colors bloom, oh
[Verse 2]
I bow my head to pray and do the thing another day
The words I say just echo back to me like it's an empty chamber
I feel like Harlan Ellison
I feel like Davy Jones, locked up
I feel I'm feeling ego death
My mirror is black enough
I keep on running but I can't move on
I keep carrying this baggage on my back, and I ain't too strong
Got a lot to prove, got a lot to lose
Keep a mask strapped on me like I'm a tribal dude
Plaster lies on me, but chisel through the exterior
Be surprised homie, I been wise and lonely
Another happy, holy night with sleep for dinner
I guess some things just never change
I'm visiting Cyclopean cities when I doze off
Used to wear jerseys but never had a team, I took the clothes off
Basing these accusations on a couple assumptions
Had the gumption to take it there
Now Mary wanna go around with me but I hate the fair
Life's not fair

Hoes bringing bowls full of roses, like I'm from Pasadena