[Verse 1: Bon Voyage] Could you let me touch your soul? Cause if I do that We could influence the world where you at Where I'm at, maybe work on the climate The climate I know so mountains to climb at I kick it there a place to practice my rhymes at Careful though, take the wrong step and you could die at Fly at, if you got the, will to Power by all the things that they feed you Please tell me where's your time at Cause I'm at a place where I need something to stand for Life's a kingdom of choice, what you prepared for? Career doors or Carrera doors? Are they a hand in hand? Tell me cause I'm wanting more than just What they expect I'm at the system with picket signs At a race with myself when I just realized If I don't prove myself wrong nobody else will Turn auto bolt skills on and run this life 'til
[Hook x2: Beck Motley] Look at my soul, yeah, It's bittersweet babe The things we want to know They're incomplete ways Your passport all aboard The search you urge for more Balance, haven't (uh) Have you been around the world I, I, I
[Verse 2: Beck Motley] Windows out of my vantage point Soaring the only option The more that we stick to chasing Embracing what we got locked in The mocking the bird we rocking I'm knocking in on these travels But clocked in on these hours Binoculars to Devour The vision is clear Limit the fear Doctor the power Acknowledge the knowledge soak in the world over the college We school of the life, reading these books, watching the times I'm writing these hooks All on this plane, mobile device I'm wise, but why? Ahead of my years to years, player Evil is still lurking Cruella de Vil, player Weigh the, good and the bad Ying and the yang, saviour Thoroughly know we dreaming enable it to create, us Samsara the karma finding the peace into our love Nirvana we honest to ourselves in the path of us A must, that we realer with ourselves today Yes, a must that I'm realest with these words I say The temples, the body, resembles the mental Meant to, follow to the end, though I said: The temples, the body, resembles the mental Meant to, follow to the end, though