Features Chino XL, produced by Nath ProdUKtions. Video below.
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Fearless endearment, bangin beats until my ears split/ outcasted from rap cause my appearance as a weird kid/ displaced and feel deserted since Im crazed and introverted/ and my paychecks go to verses and these beats I aint deserving/They used to say the bastard can’t rap even when he tries his hardest/ good thing Im not a fuckin rapper Im a Hip-Hop artist/ concerned Ill be deterred in the path that I turned/ get laughed off stage because every word comes out slurred/ Dishonorable, never let my common friends get comfortable/ theyre stopping cold and think my conscience is inoperable/ I should’ve been left in an orphanage or an aborted kid/ because to everyone I love my position has been fraudulent/ incredible sessions writing about suicide attempts and depression/ my deadly obsessions with the events of the present/ going insane is irony, cause if I were to drain society/ I’d hate myself more and think of ways this pain inspired me/
C) Feel my struggle, the fire in my brain/ you can understand why I’m inspired by pain/ from New York to Cali will they hear my story/ will I go down in a blaze of glory/ x2
I'm swimming through an ocean that is littered with pain/ and it swells like Orson Welles when he was directin Citizen Kane/ attracted to fame, prepare for the strain prepare for the strange/ the unexplained/ supposed friendships that run like a womans makeup in the rain/ I take up a lane and then it hydroplanes/ after a little while extremely wild and time/ wasn't really kind and mild when I was a child/ in a line of fire under a pile of corpses/ similar to Aushwitz, feelin the forces, seemingly godless hatred that is makin me nauseous/ I gotta get outta this land and this propganda/ when it's slander and the banter is a talentless cancer/ weighing for success without skills easiest answers/ I can understand why you would rather attack me than back me/ I factory realistic art like the Mona Lisa that's trippin with acne/ cursin through life and its supposed sequels, hopeless evils/ ferocious needles with potions for the ghost of pagan cloven heathens/ priest that's fiendish, dragon breathin. banished like a Hebrew leavin the Synagogue, feelin like pain is the only god he can believe in/
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So many tears soaked into the bedsheets when my head leaks/ these thoughts and I cant sleep I reflect on events of this last week/ I don’t know where to speak or begin, told her I just needed a friend/ but the beast that’s within almost had me leanin in and cheatin again/ I come home from a long day peelin off my ripped socks/ sighing cause theres still no message in my inbox/ blatant angry pain that sticks from relationships/ I complain all day since Im drained by acquaintances/ Saves the doubt cause I only got about 500 in my bank account/ Im just sayin that this is inspiration, nothing to complain about/ Miss to love another, cause having autism made me a gifted mothafucker/ but the social anxiety has me spittin undercover/ The odd thing is that most of my pain is really physical/ but its only the mental agony that seems like its really critical/ Inspired by the pain that often became unbearable/ now come and take this journey that I have prepared for you/
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023