Released on September 11, 2024

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[Verse]

Storage closets got more skeletons than the basement

Project housing

Section 8 situation

Class debates hidin’ behind a drape

The aces holdin’ diamonds & hearts

The face of unemployment got a job

It’s all in the arms

The effigy of bein' lost

For a fact, my ancient predecessors lost the profit

Rest in peace, I ain't gettin no sleep until I rock it

Silverback a bitch like I’m beatin a coinsack

Dry martinis to relax

End up fiendin’ for a pack

Last minute callbacks for stores

I harness multitudes of chocolate in my veins

My new character writin' wit chalk

Mind goin’ blank

XP bar over your head

I need top

Who do I think you are?

A person holdin’ onto shit they’d rather not talk about

It’s disturbing 'cause it’s me

Only ease I got was from smokin' some trees

Can't hustle to get cracks out

The huzz tryna get back

But I’m just tryna get back in the house

Dinner was finger food

Don't compare me to these shiesty wearing clowns

So fiercy

Katy Mills got a periwinkle tint to it now

I don't even know how this shit look now

Following up as a crook

Robbin’ about like twice daily

Might just dance in the rain

Know a nigga been treated like a slave

Feedback back in my day

Time constraints left me feelin’ shitty

The magical negro disappear

Ain't nobody know how it feel

Got me caught up in a jiffy

Another spliff I’ll take

A trip

Don't know when but I know you gotta pay me a grip

No patience with it


[Outro]

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