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LYRICS

Why do I keep tellin em?
that hell is subjective, I’m well when the pen’s in my palms like a sacrosanct sacrament.
And hell I feel penitent.
And yes I’ll give alms and contribute to westernized poetics
You think this can live without bpm’s, toms and your high-hatted rhetoric?
Come to think..
Nah no one comes to think how to win..

How to win hearts
How to reach far
How to stand tall when we strip down to scars
How to say fuck em when feathered and tarred
How do we claim what we are

That’s the art of it all,
That’s the luck of the draw when you’re at a crossroads and the gps’s off
Oh you get lost, oh you get lost
The cost of chasing sauce and thoughts - you thinks you’re your own boss.
But pinioned arms in selfie-positions,
Shows your world is fictitious
As it’s gilded and glistens
While a child on the Black Sea sinks on a home searching mission
And we cry of our displaced ambition
That shit is ridiculous

Why can’t we get to the heart of it all?
Have you had a withdrawal?
From pursuit of more?
While the prejudiced whores,
Influencers of course -
Force their force majeur
On our will to live, our will to bliss,
A wilted kiss for misguided discipline
This crossfit or sisyphus?


Hook X2
I want to see you smile like you’ll never die
I want to see you say that you got the fire
Fire and fire the thermite of I
Pyres the higher they flame up they fly


Let’s see your will shoot
What will you do?
What will you do?
What will you do when there ain’t shit to lose?


Tell me again, tell me and me again
How I get caught up in these western trends
This French bitch a ten
Essentially I can ask for any advance
Fuck all the high brow I’m stacking these bands
Cut up the xans, first class to Maldives we getting these tans
There’s so much to rhyme with A N

And now what?
How does that feel?
You on top now?
Cuz why not?
Nobody knows the truth anyway
Most em in coach and you making these idiots famous
And I know that’s pop now
I know that’s pop now
I know what’s hot now
I’ll get a face tat and I’ll hit the lotto
We’ll blast this shit and we’ll call it Apollo

I wonder what my fam thinks
“You were supposed to be a writer”
What the fuck with these tangents?
I think I’m walking a tight-rope

I want both worlds
and I foretold
That I’ll elevate it higher
That I’ll elevate it my way
Like I’m the Pele of the genre
I’ll take the torch and I will light it

Check in with Glass, he’s going up fast
He’s never wrong at least in the past
The fuck are you saying?
i’m doing my best
But this all far from wisdom,
still suffer from imposter syndrome
But I wear my life on my chest
And if one person rocks with
Shit, then that’s a success