Lyrics: 

Hope im not too open wit this 
I'm focused my heart beat
Pumps harder the longer I talk
But I'm still trying 
Still riding 
I've harbored a lot from the start

The Tommy and thrift shop shoes gon give me the swag you know that I'm breaking a bag 
Buy me a tank top shirt and tucking it in 
My pants I ain't letting em sag
Reppin the brick and I'm sippin till I'm finna gag
The liquor be making me sad
I'm rippin and running within 
I'm trippin it's nothing I just wanna win 
I'm breaking a hundred to out and sin
I put the experiences in the art
Im getting experimental wit my wordplay
im still independent wit the pen

But I ain't stuck
I'm in the field 
We just get drunk
Threw out the pills 
Niggas be shmucks 
And I need a shield
If you give a fuck then tell me what's real

No I don't need me an ox
I just need me an aux 
It's filling me wit the auxin
Tell me again
Now she telling her friends 
She gave it away that we talkin
Maybe it's love 
Maybe it's something that's kosher 
Maybe just something to touch
Maybe it was 
Maybe it was

I'm on the ave
Out of town Minnesota was playing the mavs
Thinking like damn
How'd it change so different from where it was at
Now I'm on a couch
Finna upchuck tasting the drool in my mouth 
Dreaming of choir songs in the highest forms 
But all these quiet storms leave room for new love
Cruel rain for some new shrubs
Crude paintings we grew up
I'm usain if the shoe fits
Too tangled in true stuff
I run away to find my niche
No fame ain't too tough
But I got payments on my hip

Hope I keep shit simple enough
The cymbals and drums they
Hit stonger the longer I rap so I'm still talking
Still crawling 
Might turn to a walk now perhaps 

So the the Tommy the thrift shop shoes they give me the drip 
You know that I cop em and dip 
I can't audition for nothing I'm bad at impressions 
You'll see me out writing the script 
But if I get on they might easily say I'm impressive 
Imma pretend I ain't trip
Book me a show and I Surely might learn me a lesson
At least I'll be outta the crib

Auxin

Heartfelt and resonate with themes of love, comfort, and support

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White Flag

[Verse]
A swing hangs still, swayed by memory’s breath,
Your guiding voice lost to the chill of death.
Lessons you taught now erode in despair,
My soul fractures where your wisdom flared.  

[Chorus]
Empty swing, your lessons scar my mind tonight,
Sorrow’s veil obscures the starlight’s sight.
Through this elegy, your counsel haunts my way,
Gone, yet locked in longing’s bleak array.  

[Verse]
No throne you claimed, but your words held sway,
Now silence reigns where your insights lay.
Skies grow dim, they weep for truths you gave,
Each thought of you digs a deeper grave.  

[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
Empty swing, your lessons scar my mind tonight,
Sorrow’s veil obscures the starlight’s sight.
Through this elegy, your counsel haunts my way,
Gone, yet locked in longing’s bleak array.  

[Bridge]
Worn bench sighs of days when you shaped my view,
Your faded maxims feed this bitter rue.
Cling to this ache, though it rends my will,
Your absence gnaws with a ceaseless chill.  

[Outro]
Empty swing, you anchor me to woe,
Your echo stays, my grief will never go.  

Empty Swing

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Auxin

Ahmir Vick

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