Biscayne

Hot stuff
A feeling and a sound when it comes to me,
A net to catch my breath as I puffed it out.
Harder than better, hotter than ever before.
I couldn't find the words to define myself.
I took up all the sparks and I fleshed them out.
Caught up in life,
Caught up in the moment's write.

I'm living in a pursuit
But in a second I had it all
For a second I was in control

Biscayne
Another broken verse written to my name.
A cannon in an aura as I painted it out.
A hungover letter, hotter than ever before.
I grew up in a box to define myself.
I looked up at the stars and I cussed them out.
Caught up in life
Caught up in my moment's write.

I'm living in a pursuit
But in a second I had it all
For a second I was in control