Released on October 20, 2021

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[Verse 1: Spose]

Back to the future in the middle of the 80's, little baby Mike and Mary made me

Time will tell if Ryan's science will be shinin' or be shady

Ghostwrite a comic [?] and then we go back to the spot

That was when me and my dad would walk up the block to 7-Eleven together

And then they were separate, gettin' divorced

I'm callin' the cops in the night, I was five, maybe four

And we were white so thеy knocked on the door instead of shootin'

But my dad, I lovе him, leavin', see him every other weekend

How is all this happenin'? It's first grade, I'm in councilin'

Six schools, five years, but my grades astounded 'em

The serotonin dosage gettin' noticed, explosive

But her new man, fights last

All night, I'm worn down like bike path

They did a number on me like price tags

School, my life rap, my precious superhero sketches

Keep your hands all off my mommy, I go Jason, I go Tommy

Birthmarks on my body, I drew abs and muscles on me

Medicated with attention 'cause our house was always tension

My hand was up in class, like the crowd from front to back

Pick me, pick me, pick me, break me off another tab

It's a drug, I can't get enough, teardrops in my cup

When I blink, I guess this is growin' up, where's the love? I just


[Chorus: The Humans]

I need to get another one

I need to get another one to feel alive


[Verse 2: Spose]

Attention, attention, I need attention, so I got eccentric

I pick up a pencil, it turn to a gun, I'ma need everyone's friendship

Zero superhero, gifted and talented

Rippin' the calendar, confidence was shiftin' the balances

My addiction, no prescription, but eyeballs

Do make me feel like, I shoot the web out and climb walls

Way before the pop charts, my plot starts

From leavin' Wells for TRL, dreams of rock star since Pop-Tarts

Overcome it, I was destined to prove

My music turned up too loud for the domestic dispute

While I was makin' shit, had people lookin', winnin', playin', CD booklet

Girls feelin' him, sin with him, Wells five-star

Send 'em, I'll give 'em cinnamon, started makin' music

But my demons on the NordicTrack and that was therapeutic

I was movin', Gail, Paulie introduced me to weed

Just to add another fix to my needs to fit in

Then they're lovin' little me for how I'm spittin' the frees

Sick and diseased, Christmas wasn't gifted as me

From the seacoast, I see goals, not rap careers

2008 came, bitches, I'm here, goodbye


[Chorus: The Humans]

I need to get another one

I need to get another one to feel alive