(Words from Bob Ross) Feathers in the wind... My passion to soar I ain't tripping no more Feathers in the wind... My passion to soar I ain't tripping no more I lose a couple seconds When contemplating my destiny Then seconds turn to minutes And hours that's the reality I fault myself for being Too passive strain on my spirit chi I feel that actions affects the mind Affect the human being A fool am I to truly believe That earth will evolve for the better Am I a fool to believe that gangsters Will dilute their manner Am I too ignorant to recite Rosary's and the Bible knowing It's history rivalled With our father I'm tethered Am I just thinking too much Somebody blow my brains Out so I can see what's the fuss I'm 20 plus add twenty Two more will I ball as much Ball in my court do I risk To score or stall cause Morality bitchin' up In reality I am stuck And I feel I'm talking 'bout you And in truth I am But fear that my words Ain't gon help you through The psychological Warfare against it all That's why we say **** The free world, to each it's own Feathers in the wind... My passion to soar I ain't tripping no more Feathers in the wind... My passion to soar I ain't tripping no more Man in the mirror I'm losing myself, I'm dull But passion inspires progression I'm learning it now Lay waste in the fact That I wasted my time in the past Sceptical bout Ye But for you I stretch my hands On this beat I play on words hoping I frame it a certain way in fact For you to seek refuge in these raps As I find a way to simultaneously Find where I stand It's rare to see Somebody understand Where they have lacked Need more of that Need more of that... In the eyes Of the public for inspiration I got thoughts That could intertwine With what I'm orating Cause my past will lead To heartbreaks if the Saint You was praising, told the truth Every step that I took... Wasn't the greatest But if every celebrated Icon had blueprints For the future generation To learn and use it I would be in true disappointment If you gon side against Their past sins I pray that mentality Fades with hate that lies within Feathers in the wind... My passion to soar I ain't tripping no more Feathers in the wind... My passion to soar I ain't tripping no more (Glitched Bob Ross audio)