Healer (feat. Jean Deaux) - Mick Jenkins feat. Jean Deaux

My piss ain't never been so clear

My pockets never been so empty

My heart ain't never been this full

But my stomach is not so my nigga don't tempt me

I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I'm tired, I'm smoking

It often seems this life that we want is only lost in dreams

Am I'm getting lost in the thought of myself tryna wake niggas up like a coffee bean?

She called my vices

We was at Starbucks gettin' lost in these carmel apple spices

Conversation all but priceless, topics ranged from the innermost thoughts to all the trifling shit on Worldstar

And other solar systems, and other planets of people, and how close our worlds are

And how she don't ever really smoke but how nice my pearls are

You feel like water baby

You heal my body baby

You soothe my aching soul

This feel like water baby

Just heal my aching soul

Cause life got a nigga stressed out

It ain't all just about rap no more

My name just like my phone and it buzz so much I don't even text back no more

I done sold so many clothes I don't even gotta pack no more

Just throw it all in one bag, break it down and roll it all in one joint

Take a puff and blow it all in one drag

We gone with the wind

Out in Montreal somewhere where your French don't gotta be excused

French inhales with some friends with my quality of life on the fringe I just see it as a muse

Everybody hurts, I just deal with the abuse

Passion of Christ with my pen to the pad

Your passion for life will exceed the paper just a sip of the holiest water he has

Call him Confucius

Piercin' inside my mind

Truth is within his eyes never told me a lie

But hold me up to the sky

And ring me out till I'm dry

Never felt so alive

Call you when I might dive

Out the window floor 35

Tell me you not surprised

Can you sell you my peace of mind

You my shooter, you my fuckin' savior

Let me rejuvenate ya

Open your mouth and let me fall into your solar plexus

Don't be so disconnected

I want to wash over your soul until you get the message

I wanna follow you straight home so you can finish stressin'

When you need fixin', give me 30 seconds

I'll cleanse you out until you all Qu'ran

Just give me bliss and if we kiss don't get too arrogant

Cause I've been missin', busy trippin' on how much it cost

And I am gifted with my hands, that's why I never lost

Cause when I stumble into you I knew that it was God

I know that