Struck by a sun jet
A sun jet pierced my eye this morning, was kinda neat.
man, i want the lighter days to be here..
..which means;
pacing the streets in white sneakers and a clean t-shirt
style is loose-fitted, spaced out like Anakin features
sleeping on beaches feeling a sweet breeze from the sea
and the sand around my feet feels like pieces of me
it's nice to be free, chill in the grass till my body is sore
if i'd learn how to skate, i would be rocking the board
and eating greasy steaks in galore, mixed with a drink
do whatever you need, ideas coming up swift as a blink
the season is quick, but it's cool as long as it's hot
play ya boombox shit n freeze till the song makes you rock
or mark your spot with a tent, be a part of all festivals
sneaking by the guards, not paying as a guest o'course
nice to have a rest for once, but i'm not in a hurry
ten weeks of drinking would make any holiday blurry
but i'm not gonna worry, no problems are running by
kickin back in lazy style all day when it’s summertime..