Palm Tree Chronicles

Yeah West Coast dynamic Check it Rolling down the boulevard beneath the

palm trees Raindrops falling but I'm moving with a calm breeze Keep

the windows cracked, smelling like the ocean air Got the city in

my rearview, I'm the one who's running there No rush on the

block, we just steady state our business Every single moves a sermon,

tell me who is witness

Yeah, from the concrete up to the canopy

This is how we bounce under cloudy skies (how we bounce) Nothing

but the truth inside these eyes

(yeah) Still riding heavy when the raindrops fall

Standing so tall, we survive it all

Green leaves dripping water on the asphalt strip Never slip when I

transition to a tighter grip Street-level poetry,

I paint it with a heavy brush Taking every opportunity and never

rush Just another chapter in the legend of the west We put

the doubt to sleep,

we lay the rumors down to rest

Yeah

Rain on the palms

Still shining though (hahaha)