Lyrics: I was not here I was not here Trapped inside My mind Colorful imagination Ignoring you This time Absorbed in the Entertainment I wish we had more time, I do I wish we had more time, I do You see I wanna be the good guy But I fall short, every single time Seeking pleasure I need struggle Repeat the lesson For double trouble You think I’d learn But I am human Slam it in my head till I’m dead Yes, I am fully broken And I need God to survive Imagining you Perfection that incinerates Everything lesser Well I want your presence so I must get better Be my baby Be my baby Be my baby Be be, But everytime I try I hurt you Everytime I try I touch you I still think of you that way I can’t help myself Dont want to hurt you But I love you too much I still think of you that way I can’t help myself Dont want to hurt you But I love you too much Everyone we love we hurt Never mind what they deserve They deserve better I gotta do better Everyone we love we hurt Never mind what they deserve They deserve better, yeah I need to do better better

Fun riding track created with a college homie. Hope you are doing well.

I was the most proud of this track at the time. For the piano. And I liked the cagey prepared piano percussion. To finish this track, I would redo the percussion. I would improve the progression and transitions. There's also words for this song. I recorded the words back in the day. I feel more comfortable sharing just the instrumental so you can focus on that aspect.

I like the loop, which is not even really a loop. The rest of it was not very in time so I muted it, haha. So the result is atmospheric cotton candy for a rainy night. One night.

Future Trees is somewhat jazzy with the little synth slide. Selling beats was on mind, but Future Trees did not want to sell out. They wanted to create what they wanted to create, which was not square enough nor standard.

I love the synth textures I used for this fragment.

2018 it was a hard year okay homies! Group therapy was helpful.

The Ancient Sample is a voice memo. Future Trees has played piano for many years.
This one is a feel gooder!

This was near when I first learned about Odd Time Signatures through my buddy Omar! 7 has become my favorite time signature because I like the way the beat sort of rocks back and forth. I also love all the permutations you can do with 7. Zora loves 7 also 7️⃣

I'm trying to be Faithful.
But sometimes the smallest
things are Painful
Like pinpricks turned
To Razors.
It just means I need to
Slow Down.
Walk with my ideas instead
of running them Aground
and maybe, I'll come to a
greater understanding.
At least I hope that's where
I'm landing
Through all these Lucy trips
Make my brain do the splits
words come from the tip of
my tongue to my lips.
And yes, I can rhyme and
yes, it's divine, and yes,
when I'm celebrating it's with
wine.

You would say my subconscious
but I would say God.
I know because I see a
greater order of things when
I trip. I see something
above me. Art, Music,
Technology, Love – all glimpses
of the designs and passions
of a higher power.

Ripples of wind are flowing
through the grass
I know I want to win,
I don't want to come in last
place, but this is my first
and last race.
Only have one take in this
life, no replays.
I'm afraid of wasting time
But I waste time thinking
about how much time
I'm wasting -

Stream of consciousness,
I write it as it comes
To my mind
Hope, my rhymes are complex
Enough to be worth your time.
Hope I build an index, a map
Of my brain, in my thoughts,
So you can expect what comes
Next,
And I can quit. You'll know
the lines, you'll know the
next thing on my mind –
except you can't. I don't
even know what comes
next, I'm just in for
the ride. How many of
these bars are my own? How
many many have I ripped from
someone else's show? And
how many come from
somewhere else entirely?

for no reason than the
particular womb I exited
from.
So I gotta work, I gotta
Strive. Or these random
Advantages go to waste.
Look how many people have
Gone from bottom to the top
Well, I started at the middle.
So there's no way I could stop.
It's not fair. It's not fair
And yet am I any happier
than someone with much less.
Money doesn't make you happy,
It just makes you want
More, More, More.
What I crave is human
interaction and human touch.
That no text message or
phone call can satisfy. No.
I want to be here. With you.
In the moment. Because the
moment is all we have together.

Do you hear what I'm saying?
Or do you just hear the beat
Either way it's the same
Meaning and I'll
Make the end meet.

All I hear is complaining
From myself and those around me
This sense of entitlement
Is quite a damaging thing

Man I think I'm owed
Something, but the world
Doesn't owe me Shit
Just to exist,
I should be thankful for It

Grew up without real problems
I have
a privileged Existence,

Welcome to the jungle.
The jungle of my consciousness.
Alone so often my
Thoughts keep me company.
Can't think like a normal
Person, find it hard to not
think, to not overthink.
Hard to settle down, hard
to focus on one thing, my
focus is haywire –
A symptom of the current
system that makes our
attention trivial. Listen,
pay attention. Do you hear
every word I say? Could I
think of another way to get
my point across? This language
is so limited to communicate
what I feel. Lost in a
wordless language I cannot
enunciate. Luckily, Music
shall exfoliate.

I know you DREAM of
a place with different SCENERY
Hope you're RELEASED from
the place you feel
Trapped in. You think
you've Adapted, you're
comfortable living the life
you're in. But is there
More? Is there something
you Adore, Desire, Aspire to
Be? I hope in Time you
will See that these Rhymes
are just Me trying to
speak to you. to encourage
you. To remind you of
Beauty, Art, Music, Love,
GOD. To remind you of
your passions and your talents.