Released on May 29, 2020

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[Verse 1]

Yeah

Sit down, strap in, finna get wild

Now I see that it’s been coming for me since I was a child

Ready ready ready ready ready ready

They didn’t give me a couple suitcases

Guess they thought they were too heavy

So I never passed go, I never hopped on my flight

They didn’t understand why I was just floating at night

Had to learn articulation just so I could get heard

Cause ain’t nobody gonna listen when you got too many words

It’s the, curious case of Stuart Narrowgate Clark, cause

He don’t love God, no more he only his loves art, now

If you really feeling it that strongly in your heart

And you don’t know what to do, I’ll tell you where to start

And I should probably tell you chastising drives me out

It’s like drinking vinegar in the middle of a drought

But I won’t say no more, I’ll let you figure it out

Yeah, yeah, nah, figure it out


[Verse 2]

Put me in a ten-by-ten-by-ten with a mic and camera

I’ll come out guns-a-blazing like my name is Poe Dameron

Though my mind is going off the cliff, I’ll bring bars for days

Please pardon my ways while I’m in my darkest of days

My faith got lost in my brain, my head got lost in the rain

My face got lost in the grain, I’m lost and looking for my name

I’m lost and looking for my baby among these goddesses, maybe

They’ll give me a chance if I quit acting so crazy

Nah, we could have it all if I just got myself together

But the question is, will my adoration become a fetter?

I’m not a better but I’d but money on the thought that I’d be better

Waiting for the one who wants to know my deserts

But honestly it’s all just a cherry on top

Cause it’s more necessary that I got the game on lock, nah

Don’t misunderstand, I still wanna feed the flock

But I ain’t gon die til I see the denouement, nah


[Verse 3]

I been tryna wake up at 4:20 every day

It ain’t even a thing, man I’m just tryna get paid

Cause I gotta pay Burnham, and then Comcast, then Duke

And the Spotify check is like a bullet, not a nuke

I’m prepping for a fallout with some people that I know

Cause I went left and they went right at the fork in the road

Which I suppose makes me wrong, so nothing much has changed

So I’m chained by a rope to the bed-frame in my brain

Baby look at what you done to me, I just wanna be running free

I know it wasn’t suddenly, it was all growing underneath

Cause you don’t kill the roots when you nip it in the bud

You gotta dig to uncover where it’s all coming from, yeah

Starts at the core, which of course you can ignore

Then wonder what the happened when he ain’t your golden child any

More more more more more is what you want, right?

It’s crazy when zero is better than ninety-nine, cause it’s

All or nothing, better not be lukewarm

Better have it all in order to be cool with the Lord

No Jesus, oh Jesus, I ain’t ask for all this

But I’ll wait cause you already made it on the tracklist, yeah

Practice makes perfect, that’s what they say, right?

But it was all the practicing that pushed me away

So everyone can chat it up about how Stuart’s gone astray

But Clark’s doing fine, and I think he’s on his way