[Chorus]

True true

With a face like that

In a place like this

Man do you

(With a)

With a song like this

I don’t care about you do

(When they)

When they try to talk down

I just tell a man

True true

Yeah

And when I get on stage

I can’t hear you man

Boo hoo

[Verse 1]

That’s you son

Sure face turned to confusion

As your safe place proved an illusion

It’s my breakthrough not an intrusion

I keep moving when you sit still

Weather or not you do homie trust me I will

Always on my feet but I see why you kneel

Looking like a snack

Serving three course meals

[Chorus]

True true

With a face like that

In a place like this

Man do you

(With a)

With a song like this

I don’t care about you do

(When they)

When they try to talk down

I just tell a man

True true

Yeah

And when I get on stage

I can’t hear you man

Boo hoo

[Verse 2]

Like fuck up the money

I’m Solomon Vandy

I’m stripping down and they stop laughing ain’t a damn thing funny

Now look at it honey

I fuck like a bunny

For heaven can wait

I made place for a dummy

Forever’s the length

Of the race that I’m running

Now give me some funding

For all of the things that’s posse to be done

I’ll probably be dead before you begun

You owe me a hundred million yeah right of the bat

Cuz every track is a new home run

[Chorus]

True true

With a face like that

In a place like this

Man do you

(With a)

With a song like this

I don’t care about you do

(When they)

When they try to talk down

I just tell a man

True true

Yeah

And when I get on stage

I can’t hear you man

Boo hoo

[Verse 3]

Bring it down some

As the sun screams Imma go out son

Like a tube-man I got stamina

That’s That Milk Boy bring out your camera

A pinch of that a pinch of this

I’ll spell it out a fucking wiz

My vision’s clear as my own piss

I’m casting spells and I don’t miss

Kat’s the catalyst of catastrophes

A category five, canaries can see it’s time to flee, clean as a whistle whistling Corina

And eating canapés, calm as a millpond cursing cathedrals while smoking cannabis, a crucifix comes flying, calling me a clown, new phone who dis? I couldn’t count on you to contemplate my love when Karma gets us common sense, a casting call to all my cats i’ve caught since when

You claimed my heart but couldn’t call you mine, a sin, a condiment

Peace