Barely Conscious - Chester Watson, Bobby Raps & SinGrinch

City lights

Cruisin' in the whip

It’s like the men at night

Monsters on my shoulders barely conquered, but I’m over it

Shoulders haunted daunting fallen prophets

I need no assist

Just notice it ain’t optics that need focusing

More so the whole inside the conscious of the open ears

This is too surreal for life I know there’s more to this

Well shit, at least I hope there is