The Scenic Route - Panacea

I start by reading rainbows

Space out LeVar Burton

My picture page is orchestrated by my pen working

Something for certain, it’s the best way to describe the person

The source researching of the person past swearing and cursing

From the caring and hurting, the smallest spots I’m lurking

Some think I’ll dry up because so many I’m deserting

I’m from Virginia brother, state of lovers

Undiscovered, overpopulated love was way too many motherfuckers

I choose my own adventure

Until I’m old with dentures

And keep on loving women who will keep me growing inches

Some people settle like water that never had a breeze

I’m too ambitious to be having Johnny Appleseeds

The blackest breathing Cherokee, one calling I fit

The perfect beat or rhyme can knock you out with a hit

It’s all the way we set up everything you will get

A life inside a dream, a scenic route for your wits

My head I’m holding high

But on the scenic side

I got a feeling we’ll be taking you down low

Give you a route because we’re making it sound so

(Good ya’ll)

That’s what you hanging around fo'

I heard the call ya’ll

Tripping smoking a Pall Mall

Asking what’s the complaint for

Nothing for ya’ll to offer

Risking it all for, I’ve never been a sophomore nah

I’m just playing, but my name will let us talk more

You want adventure with a soundtrack or love story

You want the feel of fantasy in every category

You wanna share my life and times and everyone before me

And still take you on a flow like bubbles that support me

Well held in to keep me afloat

And I’ll be backstroking on the flow of my life because it’s dope

And dope is an un-natural high

And I’m a natural guy

Won’t cut my hair just so my afro will rise

Love mother earth cause she’s my natural guide

Then ricochet back to my people like a bullet that’s wise

I paint you pictures pretty like the heavens and skies

Or the way we honor our mothers who keep heaven inside

It’s better than pride, a messy jest, irreverent lies

Let imagination take you awry

It’s all scenic, let imagination take you awry

It’s all scenic, let imagination take you awry

We all want to go back sometimes because

Life was simpler before my face grew fuzz

I start back in time, it’s all for the love

Let’s go back in time, way before the drugs

Was evidently the reason why your uncle was wild

Or knowing how the Panther Party gave momma her style

And power, and racial discrimination’s devoured

Friendships before color started speaking louder

We flash back, when freestyles ain’t mixed with ass cats

Take it how you want it, 4−3-2, we blastin'