I can feel the love in here
My inner space got constellations
And all those inner conversations
They help me to shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
They help me to shine
Shine
So
Shine
Shine
They help me to shine
Picture the world after the world
The mist no longer exists
Picture me with no filter
Picture we see the rainbow as evidence
That the storm was only meant to wash away the hurt
Certainly not destroy
Picture divine vines growing on side abandoned buildings
Picture choosing a road less traveled abandoned millions
Picture standing on top of hills and projecting your brilliance
Picture we started old and slowly became more like children
Picture me as the tadpole started off as the frog
Picture me as the channel that started off as a blog
Picture me as the whisper that started off as a yell
Picture only
Only offer in heaven although they give you hell
Like
Picture that
Scripture that
Picture that brilliant sister from Sister Act
That gave us the miseducation
Found those who missed the map and gave them hope
Just one more again
Picture that extra laugh
That's love
I can feel the love in here
Yes I can yeah
My inner space got constellations
Mmm
And all those inner conversations
They help me to shine
Shine
Besides
Shine

Shine
Shine

Shine
They help me to shine
That's what we're meant to do
Yes we are
Shine
Ohh
Shine

Shine
They help me to shine
Picture me flying over the city
Picture me with a beauty who's soul is equally pretty
Picture me with a ruby that's redder than cherry stems
Picture me with choir
Choir full of hers, they're singing hymns
Picture having action at Califax, we heating up
Picture even with your voice trembling, speaking up
Picture dropping a ladder for all of those who reaching up
Picture every time we searching for answers, we seeking up
Picture every finger pointed, conjoining the form of fists
Picture every time you pray to heaven, gladly forms a list
Picture baddie carrying Jamaican patties, blowing kisses
Picture gravity wasn't a factor, now picture me lifted, picture skies
Picture trees, picture too many flowers, too many leaves
Picture you and me for hours doing whatever we please
Picture giving self love deep in the seas
I can feel the love in here, and it feels so
Why ain't there space like constellations?
And all those in a conversation
You gotta talk to yourself like you in love
Help me to shine, hold yourself a little tight
Shine, shine, shine
Go ahead and shine
Shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine


They help me to shine
When the inside out
Shine, shine, shine
Make my momma proud
Shine, shine, shine
Shine, shine, shine
They help me to shine
Picture me bright, picture me glowing
Picture my intuition guiding me, picture me knowing
Picture me dripping, picture me giving, picture me showing
Picture me 96 and dipping not picture me rolling
Picture me in a low low, switches and bending corners
Picture me in a white tee riding through California
on you picture me with a queen that's playing a violin picture little kids looking at daddy like
i am him picture dirty hands and soil planting to feed the future picture meat so fresh so clean
cleaner than lufa picture teaching a class divina la vida pura picture me as a doctor i'm saying
tengo la cura picture me sipping natural herbs through tip of the hookah picture me living much
better than great i'm living super dope and then we just let it ride like ride out
like that
and you're worth it
you're worth it
you're worth it
you don't need to show me
it's hard
it's hard

and you're worth it
you're worth it
you're worth it
you're worth it
it's hard
it's hard
and you're worth it
you