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Bien Feo, After Winter Storm Pax

Days you are off

Make sure you have a legitimate excuse

To be missing your job

Such as taking care of child

Not wining with a hangover

Sober mind better than impaired brain

Easy to ride train rather than push your vehicle

Uno tiene que manejar para trabajar

Ponte a bailar

Make snow angels in the dirty precipitation

What are you waiting for to take a vacation

Praying that your wheels will keep pushing through

Slick ice

Revise your route towards path of salvation

Child has a chance to play with friends

Acquired hours that have been abusive for your wealth

Diminish at speed of depreciation

Wasting with cell decay

Tomorrow looks better than present second

Full of regretting

Bet the barrio will stay the same

Except all the OGs age faster than hood

Depending on where you stand

You might be running away from destiny

Facing bashful sky too high to ever be

Tangible distance

Civilian witnessing war casualties

Tragedy turns up apathy

Realize majesty with visions of clarity

Narrow stretch between fantasy and actually

Happily accept opportunity shaking your hand

Giving you opening to promised land

Toes in cloudy sand

Terror is what you let infiltrate your soul’s security

Marble resolve as solid as fountain of youth’s rock

Slam granite to crack surface beneath crust

Divine beloved only instinct you could trust