[Verse 1: Don Burgundee]
I’m a social drinker, got to stop going to parties at 1
I’m a noble thinker, but only after some patron and a blunt
Fuck it man, I’m losing my shit again
Ain’t we been through this before?
I can’t remember, been foggy since September 2004
That’s what it feels like, can’t recall real life
Barely am sober, the days that I am still fucking hungover
The drinks and the douja
I ain’t addicted, I just got problems man, same as you
I got a job where the fall is muse
Orange and green hues, imagining you

[Hook: Don Burgundee]
Imagining you

[Verse 2: Time]
Not an elitist or a defeatist
I was one years old raising hell as a fetus
When RUN DMC dropped my Adidas
Drugs want to greet us, death want to meet us
I take another shot cause rap don’t need us
I break the shot glass cause these kids do need us
We are music, the youth is truth
That’s why I spit epiphanies in the booth
If a song could save a life you’d make one too
I’m living proof that’s why I’m here with you
I get manic deep from lack of sleep
So much coffee in my mind, it drown the sheep
I’m not scared of success I’m scared of what’s left
Ignorance is why the third eye wept
Crash into truth, the fall is my muse
Ambulance hues, imagining you
[Hook: Don Burgundee]
Imagining you

[Verse 3: Don Burgundee]
Creative artist, not even sure what that’s supposed to mean
Building sound ships, but I do not know where they’re gonna to take me
Is that creation? Is that artistry? Is that part of me?
Here then it’s gone, escape the MPC
Fuck it man I just make beats
Leave if for y’all to interpret
Call me whatever is worthless
Don’t give a fuck if it’s worthless
I ain’t a victim, I just want knowledge man
Same as you, I got a job where the fall is my muse
Black and blue hues, imagining you