Song: Return to Ithaca
Year: 2021
Viewed: 5 - Published at: 3 years ago

[Hook]
Yeah, take up the role of Odysseus
Stroll to the edge of the abysss many times
Many man fall to my left or my right
Will I fight for my life
Is Penelope waiting?
Sail the sea of monsters, hope to reach safety
Yeah, hope to reach safety

[Verse 1]
There’s holes in my instinct
Holes in my views
The fact I can’t deliver on my goals is a ruse
I should learn to follow instincts
Dispose of the people that doubt me
Keep my circle tight as the pеople from out East
Not palm beach, Easter than that
Enough rough yеars swear I can’t believe I’m intact
Cut upstairs much fear was leaving me trapped
Life’s meaning mine’s leaving with not even a pact
Then I decided I could either adapt or drop dead
Dropped out then I changed up, Fab Five Fred
Kept the mic on to emulate my icons
And regulate my thoughts
Defenestrate pain and let bygones be bygones
Ones that celebrate and stay elated over my songs are realest
And if you don’t feel it you a python
Gotta cut the grass stay greener up on my lawn
Not keeping old friends like a fiend you can wonder where the time gone
[Hook]
Yeah, take up the role of Odysseus
Stroll to the edge of the abyss many times
Many man fall to my left or my right
Will I fight for my life
Is Penelope waiting?
Sail the sea of monsters, hope to reach safety
Yeah, hope to reach safety

[Verse 2]
I should thank my lucky stars I’m alive
But I feel nihilistic
It’s hard to decide where to aim my vision
The arc of this life is to find what you’ll certainly die for
And escape mind prisons
Purpose is like bob lazar’s mission to me
Crooked conspiracies
Moon made of cheese
Cook it with kerosene
The way you jack a Joint is embarrassing
I’m an all-round nigga Jackie Joyner-kersee
Makes it hard to choose where to deploy my Circe
Verses urge me forward I’m a bit euphoric
Immersed in words and choruses of G’s before us
I been ready for war on the beat I’m Horus
Searching for a bar that you’ll repeat till hoarse
RIP to Miss C Delores
Won’t hesitate to enjoy violent rhyming till I see the lord
Caesar’s spoken the beat comes forth
Gemin-eye affiliated that’s elite on lord
Need some blood just to ink my sword
Even now never found what to hound till I hit my corpse

( Dre the Monarch )
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