Milk's Interlude - Sebastian Mikael, Milkshawbenedict

Brought back in, my change is honor

Acting yourself on an access of wealth

The spirit had to hit him, hit him so hard you think he Christian

The way he loved God and uphold he should propose

A plan to stay close and stay next to the most

Like the canopies of trees in skies

That’s the perfect place between God and my demise

Fallin' above the open oak woods

I can’t ease the pain that hope cut (Please?)

Appreciation feels wrong, it makes us bent till we busy

I clear my schedule to say thank You, promise I’m never too busy

The truth is to your skeleton

Awakening your melanin, aiding and abandoned

Your body’s a weapon, use your blessing

So swing, watch out, until you get it

Excellent, a measurement, defined by personal embellishments

People are people, forget success

Watch your favorite star undress

Come heal me like the rest, with no one to impress

All you have is yourself, why try to be somebody else?