Blanqueamiento

How to keep going, maximum potential
Let it be underground, drop a commercial
Spent a lot of time locked up, took the dog for a walk
She tried the cream, I took off the muzzle
A new wallet or stacks in a sack

Photos in Medellín, what a badass postcard
Nothing left but to follow where I’ve taken root
A sign I asked for, another coincidence
Today I miss the old lady in this new normal
Atlas complex, carrying humanity on my shoulder
If someone’s praying for me, I can’t stop now
So let my voice shake when I speak the truth

I was, leaning on her breasts
I remember that dreams without goals just stay dreams
I’m not a lone house, just a homebody
I design the sound
The road to the top isn’t easy

Recording hungry or full
I don’t know if losing drive comes from being so fulfilled
Keep it all grounded
I don’t drain the light from anyone

Feed the soul, starve the ego
Under the sun, there’s nothing new
I don’t know if it’s the time or the place to meditate
Just that God shields me in a spiritual war
Some days of sun and others with hospital light
I’ve seen that you don’t even have to die to resurrect

Love and violence are a universal language
Fake friends or true enemies
Not everyone is your friend and not everything is all good
Let the truth piss you off, not everything fits the mood
This goes so fast, grandmas send nudes
I don’t know what psychoanalysis is, therapy is taking the bus
I don’t know what gurus are or having lunch while watching the news
And whatever they try to overshadow, there’s the Light