"You just another number,
We counting on that."
I said, "Didn't your mother tell you
We don't talk to each other like that?
We sisters and brothers,
All made of the same earth,
Same species, same habitat—
Tell me what other species numbers each other?
You ever heard of that?"

Always talking money, money, money,
Get it, stack it, count it—then what?
I'd really like y'all to think a little smarter,
Not harder, it ain't complicated,
Don't even need a degree from Harvard,
In fact might make it worse—
The more intellectual, the more divorced
From the actual, the practical,
The theories lived, not rehearsed
In equations printed and revised every year.
Last year's text holds no worth,
Already moving to the next edition, you can count on it—
Fixed a few typos, updated some references,
Changed the cover, that's about it.

Just another number,
You can count on that,
Costing us a fortune just to keep up—
Whatever it added, it ain't giving it back.
That's the thing with numbers:
The more you have, the less they're worth,
Carving the whole into fractions,
Selling you back a quarter of your own worth.

They need you numbered to be counted,
Counted to be contained,
Now you are content to be sold,
Sold stripped of your name—
Marked down from a soul
 to a digit on a spreadsheet,
From an entire person 
To a fragment of a body,
Reduced to what you owe and what you hold— 
Their definition of equality.

But when we connect, we do the reverse—
We sisters and brothers,
All made of the same earth,
Same species, same habitat,
Ain't no other world. This is it.
Might as well settle in—
What we racing towards?

What You Worth?

Lyrics

INTRO

Yeah

VERSE

Baby girl I'll treat you like you perfect
Put her in diamonds I know that shorty is worth it
You got my number just hit me up if it's urgent
Girl you my happiness I don't gotta keep searching
Don't be thinking I'm flirting with other hoes
All the times that I ain't with you I been focused on some dough
No other girls are on the low
And I hope that I'm the only guy that you gon' let get close
You in a different league everybody see
Telling me her dreams they all bout me
Put that girl in rings
She know I'm feening I mean it

PRE-CHORUS

She see a nigga making moves and big noise
I know your ex niggas made a big void
Get a grown man like me I'm no boy
I got cash on me girl come on

CHORUS

Shorty a 10 she get treated like a model
You know I'm rocking with you I'll stand beside you
I'll stare you down look in your eyes you look in mine too
I really like you
You know that I do
She really wanted love
See it all in her face
Every time your gone
My heart just melt away
Them niggas did you wrong
I know you felt some way
And you don't need them no more anyway

VERSE

Girl I love that accent when you talk for real
We get to action when we start to feel
You think it's fake I promise this shit real
Baby I need you around me you always make me feel good
And I know they did you dirty
Baby girl you don't deserve it
Come with me you'll get the world
I can tell your feeling nervous
Baby girl you know you worth it
Put you in ice and pearls
So don't come feeling like your not enough
When I'm in your presence I just fall in love
But when your gone I just feel all alone
If it's not you then I want no one no

PRE-CHORUS

She see a nigga making moves and big noise
I know your ex niggas made a big void
Get a grown man like me I'm no boy
I got cash on me girl come on

CHORUS

Shorty a 10 she get treated like a model
You know I'm rocking with you I'll stand beside you
I'll stare you down look in your eyes you look in mine too
I really like you
You know that I do
She really wanted love
See it all in her face
Every time your gone
My heart just melt away
Them niggas did you wrong
I know you felt some way
And you don't need them no more anyway

Like A Model (Prod. Makdouble)

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Highest Wave

How can a human be expected to thrive when they are confronted with demoralization and inequality? The recent social uprisings, stemming from years of systemic racism and oppression, has proven that Black communities are still perceived as invisible and inadequate. In response, Call Me Ace candidly reveals his frustrations and weariness connected to an undeniable truth of living while Black in America: one’s accomplishments and promising path (i.e. surrendering to Christ) does not fully eliminate the darkness casted by this country’s injustice.

Produced by: J-Dot Music
Mixed by: Brian Kidd of 1Sound1Vision
Artwork by: Call Me Ace
℗© 2020 Light Armor Music. All rights reserved.

Working From Home: Extended

Still Dark Tho (Prod. J-Dot Music)

In response to the pandemic, Call Me Ace contextualizes our unanticipated virtual realities. From navigating the blurred boundaries while working from home, consuming overwhelming headlines, staying connected through an abundance of video conferences, and admittedly acknowledging the frustration in response to mandated lockdowns—Ace explores the ironies and inconsistencies within societal constructs. At the same time, in a chant-like cadence, he encourages listeners to make the most out of this “new normal.”

Produced by: J-Dot Music
Mixed by: Brian Kidd of 1Sound1Vision
Artwork by: Call Me Ace
℗© 2020 Light Armor Music. All rights reserved.

Virtually (Prod. J-Dot Music)

Get It Now

We Will Break It - Microchip - See the Video Clip on my YouTube

NSA is an anthem for all my fellow LGBTQIA brothers and sisters as well as anyone who has ever felt that they have to apologize for being themselves. I’m (Jonathan) guilty of being one of those people who says ‘I’m sorry’ for everything. I grew up with low self-esteem, I was the fat kid that got picked on for being big, and most people didn’t “get me” because I wasn’t a typical “boy”. It takes incredible strength to own who you are and never apologize for it. Own your truth, because you’re NSA.

World on Fire by Wildfurz

The sky falls and you feel secure,
Don't you wanna run in habit,
And so bored, stoned and floored,
When you think you think about it,

And all this time we spent worth chasing,
Running all night long,
All this time we spent were wasted,
Call it karma calling god,

We set the world onto fire

The post calls that you’re self assured,
Get attention while you’re at it,
It’s so cold, frozen to the core,
When you seek to speak you shout it,

And all this time we spent worth chasing,
Running all night long,
All this time we spent were wasted,
Call it karma calling god,

We set the world onto fire 

How can we dare to stare at the sun,
Not like we knew that it would leave you blinded,
Now that we share what is fair with a gun,
What could we do, how can we be reminded,

Take your time now 

Take your time now, We set the World onto Fire

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Highest Wave

Brandon Mitchell