Butterfly by Southwest Das

Tears fall like the rain let the thunder heal my pain
Lost a lot of trust in a day, lost funds in the bank
But fuck it I’ll be back. Bounced back harder put the city on the map
But what good is all that if I keep losing my soul
Losing motivation I don’t think they’ll ever know
How it feels to feel empty, heart is turning cold
I wanna be alone why I threw away my phone
No calls, no text, if I fall your next bet it’s true
Like what you gonna when your start looking for a change, but the change starts with you
Yet the only person who believed in you Isn’t here to see it through
God Damn
I swear that I’m good
I’m done using the bottle, popping bottles till I’m due
When one thing is understood
I’m just looking for a plan, yet I hope I neverland


So just meditate
I just meditate
When I’m lost in the haze I sit and pray
They’ll be better days
They’ll be better days
Turning cloudy days into sunny rays
So just meditate
I just meditate
When I’m lost in the haze I sit and pray
They’ll be better days
They’ll be better days
Papa always said they’ll be better days


3 years searching for the truth of who I am
The closest person to me died a few months back like, damn
The only person that I ever did look up to as a man
I need somebody here to guide me yet nobody understands
Tell me where’s the love cuz’ as far as I can see, yea nobody has enough
Cold world shoulder and for that I need slug
Maybe need a hug
I’m all right though which is why I double cup
I’m running from my pain. Running from memories, I’m running from myself
Baby girl, I’m acting strange
Tell me I’m ok. Trusting every hoe that I fuck I’m insane
What the fuck is wrong with me, I feel empty
And think love will heal me maybe so
“Son It’s time to grow”, Papa Yea I know


So just meditate
I just meditate
When I’m lost in the haze I sit and pray
They’ll be better days
They’ll be better days
Turning cloudy days into sunny rays
So just meditate
I just meditate
When I’m lost in the haze I sit and pray
They’ll be better days
They’ll be better days
Papa always said they’ll be better days


And Just like the caterpillar wraps itself into a cocoon to exclude itself from what’s going on outside.
In order to reshape its mind, to reshape, it fills inside.
He gets locked in ignoring everything that goes around (him). Until he finds out, he can fly.
And that’s you, your a caterpillar.
Know your worth, and fly.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• hip hop latin rap
• lofi
• mexican rap
• underground hip hop
• Nashville