(set to "come home" by anderson .paak and andré 3000)

i was a seed
once blown around by cars
out of control
until i grew out of my scars

my strength was always there
i just hadn't found the key
it wasn't until i started losing hair
that i found out there were still changes to be made
in me

i, now, a depolarized magnet
no longer living life stagnant
an operator on the earth
taking in life,
and everything it's worth

like friends, they are the bouquet of life,
sharers of joy, encouragement,
and help during those hard nights

im learning to listen
--however my brain decides to do that--
be it art, an act of love,
or to just make sure you aren't living life
in a fucking prison

so let it be said
that i fucking love you guys
for everything you've done
and how you've made me feel good inside