[Intro: Eric Armitage]

Dum, dum, du-dum, dum, dum, dum

Yo...

[Verse: Eric Armitage]

I’m just protectin’ my peace

Trying to peek like the light through the trees

And I don’t buy it when you speak cuz you a liar, I lease

Then release, then re-release like 2000s movies

I reach a flow state at home base - that’s how it should be

I’m just a man, a new man who stand behind the camera

Used to be in front of it, lately, don’t want none of it

Squishmallow pillows what you’re all are snuggled up against

You’re actin’ soft and sensitive like Mr. Snuffleupagus

Drop my two cents, then say, I don’t feel like discussin’ it

Couldn’t step out, I’m at my desk, handcuffed to it

Mouth so fresh, Johnny got us shots of Rumple Minze

Guess the bartender went and doubled it

All these rappers straight ass to me, so there ain’t no buttin’ in

Silence stay golden, so this silencer will muzzle them

Every song a different piece of me, I stay puzzlin’

E is never on E, that gas tank guzzlin’ - fuck it then

Hit the nearest station, start pumpin’ it

If music doesn’t work, they all tend to Joe Budden it

Start a podcast and talk about rap instead

I’m sharp enough to shoot that rotten apple off your head

Uncle Felix at the crib, keep it zipped for the kids

Makin’ sure they don’t experience the shit that we did

Flip the birdie to my worries, never flippin’ my lid

Cuz it was how it was, and it is what it is

Yo, that boy with a voice been a joker like Mark Hamill

I’ll never need my car Lambo, just a hard sample

Till I’m reincarnated Scott Storch on the piano

Bury me in Upstate in an extra large flannel

Only time you’ll ever see me take a break or lay down

I was just that kid who’d sit alone nearby the playground

Ironic I came out of that a "G", now I don't play ‘round

Bust a rap like Greyhound to prove that you are a clown

But I ain’t laughin’ with you, I’m just laughin’ at you, actually

Chompin’ Shiners Off My Apple Tree, I’m actin’ naturally

Speak with so much passion, passerbys will tip their hat to me

My passion sweet as passionfruit, you sippin’ Tazo passion tea

Man, oh man, I’m 5-star cheffin’ and y’all at Applebee’s

Sacrificed so many nights, it’s sacred in my sacristy

My Sistine Chapel illustrating how I master peace

Holy water must fill up my Hydroflask, I’m guh-guh-guh-guh

Nothing but the spirit of the Lord when I get set to write

Lightning strikes the h2o, and I consume electrolytes

Put these rappers on my plate, you dinin’ with the best tonight

Left the waiter 25 percent, I’m feelin’ extra nice

Neat freak, OCD, I clean my house up

If you don’t know your purpose at 30, then keep your mouth shut

California smells for that Pacific atmosphere

I got the Pink Sands Yankee Candle lit up in here

Black coffee in my cup, tryna keep my sugar down

Might go out onto my balcony to take a look around

I see couples on a walk with their pooches

I go back inside, shut the door, hit the stu', and get stupid

If Ashley still around, it’s cute smooches, then Two Roosters

But if she ain’t, I hit record and Duke Nuke it, believe me

The westside of Raleigh stay breezy

Like Chris Brown, welcome to my town, come and see me

I freestyle, then I throw it out like a freebee

Might grab a couple Red Bulls back at Peace Street

Did y’all think ya boy was pretty geeky?

You’re right, I sped past y’all so fast, my tires got Screechy

I’m comin’ back for everything and more like I’m greedy

This past year, I’ve learned to simply be myself completely

Cuz being someone else is unappealing

That shit rubs me the wrong way like a fucked up genie

I’m just doin’ what I can like some Arizona Tea, we

Represent the south, everything is all peachy

I don’t treat y’all how the kids used to treat me

Love your next door neighbor, bitch, I’m Mr. Feenie

The golden rule cool every day of my life

Take it in blood, I’m prayin’ that you take my advice

I’ve lost friends from the pen, this shit came at a price

But I got a 1,000 stories left like Arabian Nights

Until the next one...