My album Melancholy is officially stream-able on all music platforms. Thank you to everyone who was involved in the creative process of this album.
Enjoy.

nobody

Art by Idleglance (sempai)

LYRICS
I don’t mind the weight of it all
I don’t mind the weight of it
I don’t mind the weight of it all
I don’t mind the weight of it

good thing I look like this
good thing I look like this
cause I don't give no fucks
and I don’t take no shit
my girl see me amok
gave me her final kiss
she knew something was up
but she still want my kids

I roll a blunt to get away just for a starry night
I roll a joint to get away just for a moments time
I smoke the bong to get away from this so boring life
I smoke a dab so I can pass out and just fucking die

I need a Lyft
like Uber quick
or else I’m pissed
I got a mission that I must finish
I got a feelin' that there’s something out there that I missed
but I’m not worried, lines are blurry on the life I live
good thing I look like this
good thing I keep control
good thing I flick my wrist
good thing I rest my soul
good thing I finally got the break I need
I risked it all
I kept my patience
didn’t say shit
now I’m boutta ball

I don’t mind the weight of it all
I don’t mind the weight of it
I don’t mind the weight of it all
I don’t mind the weight of it

Lay down like this baby lemme fuck that face
turn up like this baby lemme fuck that waist
and when I leave you baby
I’ll be gone no trace
and when I leave you baby
I’ll be gone no place

good thing I look like this
good thing I look like this
cause I don't give no fucks
and I don’t take no shit
my girl see me amok
gave me her final kiss
she knew something was up
but she still want my kids

I roll a blunt to get away just for a starry night
I roll a joint to get away just for a moments time
I smoke the bong to get away from this so boring life
I smoke a dab so I can pass out and just fucking die

Ego Death (prod. puhf)

It’s easy to move loud.

Lyrics:

Chorus:
If I ain't love this I'd say fuck it I would just walk away,
Avoid the public often cuz I just don't fuck with the fake,
It kinda sucks when what you hate is what is up in the game,
Anyways I'ma stay doing my thing

Verse 1:
Tell me is it all worth it or not,
I put everything I got into this I rehearse what I jot,
Going broke just to make it fuckin work to be honest,
I been getting impatient with the whole fucking process,
Music is my outlet to express myself,
So fuck it I ain't holding back I'm who's next to hell with who you bumping cuz a motha fucka rhymes are weak,
I stay humble but I gotta speak what I believe,
It's like I wanna blow up but I don't,
Cuz I'm tired of being alone broke stuck in my home,
I just wanna do shows tour the whole fucking globe,
But these fucking labels call me and they ghosting my phone,
Fuck it I don't need em,
Or your idols feature,
I came up in this shit alone and still nobody speak the real shit that I been speaking,
Make a fuckin image and a fake persona,
So the checks stay coming in until their banks are fuller,
Fuck

Chorus:
If I ain't love this I'd say fuck it I would just walk away,
Avoid the public often cuz I just don't fuck with the fake,
It kinda sucks when what you hate is what is up in the game,
Anyways I'ma stay doing my thing,
But I got love for anyone of you we one and the same,
I find the jealousy you harbor is whats causing you pain,
All of these people they look up to me and others they hate,
Anyways I'ma stay doing my thing

Verse 2:
Back when I was younger I knew I just wanna rap,
Nowadays talent doesn't even matter only stats do,
That's why the best artists always in the back and the other motha fuckas songs simpler to rap to,
I been through too much,
And if I give it up I invested too much,
So it wouldn't be worth it not at all,
Made a promise that it all would come together to my mom and she believed in me when I was writing lyrics in the halls,
Now that falls approaching,
My anxiety been creeping while I'm tryna focus,
People constantly DM me saying I'ma blow up anyday,
So I'm grateful where I came from and that I'm saving lives everyday,
If you cry to this just know I felt the same,
The last few days been so fucking stressful on my brain,
But my message is as plain as thank you all who show support,
And I'm glad I could do the same through the songs that I record

Chorus:
If I ain't love this I'd say fuck it I would just walk away,
Avoid the public often cuz I just don't fuck with the fake,
It kinda sucks when what you hate is what is up in the game,
Anyways I'ma stay doing my thing,
But I got love for anyone of you we one and the same,
I find the jealousy you harbor is whats causing you pain,
All of these people they look up to me and others they hate,
Anyways I'ma stay doing my thing

rabbit hole (prod. KAMAARA)

NOW AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

~ Backup Vocals By Hollowed Hope ~

Sons of Icarus ft. SpaceMan Zack (prod. N1N9TEEN 99)

Prod. Discent, reprod. YCK

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Packed my bags
I’m making up a plan to escape
Won’t be back
Wrote a note tried my best to explain

I won’t call I won’t text
No you said I’m like the rest
I’m a no good motherfucker
Feeling so depressed

Case of the blues
Always aim then I shoot
I don’t wanna miss a chance
That I got to advance

Up the ladder making chatter
Nothing I can say’ll matter
In the grand scheme of things
Any song I made or sing

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Minutes of recognition
Start up my car and turn the ignition
No I don’t got a place to go
I don’t hear a thing they’re saying so

Leaving breathing give me a reason
To keep on going I keep repeating
Drained of my life I feel defeated
With every changing season

Stoned I’m alone
Thought I’d quit it but I don’t
When the heater went and broke
Man my fingers fucking froze

Now my joints are always swollen
And my gloves I got are stolen
Getting by I’m steady rolling
I ain’t needing your condolence bitch

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Spirits

Drifter

Cover art by @ tks_100 on instagram


LYRICS

she a busy body
naughty when she talking
got me on the ropes
she fold like origami
sippin' sake
got no clothes on
she a kamikaze writing suicidal love notes
she a love nazi
I don't wanna know what it would cost me
not a breath
not a heartbeat
tears written down in sharpie
I'm new but she want me
and she use that shit to taunt me
I'm used, she a harpy
it's never gonna stop me
I'm a fool for a girl who converses over coffee but...
love is dead, what's the point?
over it, all you get
punishment
so she says "punish me, I'm no good"
I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she wants pain, she wants the agony
I could hit it all day

and I know I don't wanna let her go
easy cum ain't easy go
(I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she want pain, she want the agony)

I could hit it all day
I could hit it all day
all my vision gone grey
fifty if she wants shades
I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she want the pain she the want the agony
but love is dead, what's the point?
over it, all you get
punishment
so she says "punish me, I'm no good"
I'll be thinkin bout it days and weeks
she wants the pain, she wants the agony
I could hit it all day

fifty shades (prod. blade901)

Lyrics:

fighting with anxiety a pointless war inside of me
how come I hate the ones I love, taking pills it’s not enough
I’m so numb its a tragedy, hooked on a tendency 
can’t get rid of these dark thoughts in my head why do you snuff me out

mix the good times with the bad
tell me when did I become so sad
flicking channels on the tv 
just to see the static shining through

choking on depression it stabs so deep
straight through my ribs, it feels like I’m breaking
flashing blue and white in my eyes
I hear my fans begging for more

more of the sad times, 
I’ve never sunk this low
it feels like my hearts on the floor
chuck it out it’s going cold

see friends and the faces that I used to love
they pass by straight in a blink
I know they still want me to keep going 
I will carry on

staying afloat with best friends by my side
yeah  they know what it’s like when
I feel like I’m not coping 
I’m sinking down into your red eyes

yeah your fingers in my soul
yeah I’ve never felt this cold
so numb from the pain
shutting down, block it all away

closing the doors to my house
yeah I’m in too deep
watching the water rise 
above my neck, I can’t catch my breath

when will I get a break,
no, I don’t wanna take
medication to make me sane
yeah I wanna be free

Snuff Me Out

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LYRICS

RIVILIN:

Shaking in your hand, not it won’t stop
Panic attacks seem to reside in your blood
What’s it like when you lose touch
Waking in your bed, im the failure that you couldn’t just love

Flicking your ash on my cheek, 
I don’t want this I don’t want
Cutting me down so deep
I feel like im just not enough

lip tremble eyes struggle just to focus now
weighing on my conscious I just feel like im about to drown
covering my ears, the water rises
your voice still blocks the horizon

I see your ghost in my dreams
explaining why you just leave
depression got too much
and you just had to block out the noise


$LOTHBOI:

Drown in pain
Drown in hate

I feel the pain
All in me

Shallow breaths
Steal my life lately
Tight my chest the
Panic hates me

Panicked thoughts all in my head yeah
Memories replaying dread man
How can I be expected
To live this life, shit this aint it

2nd verse

Manic depression
My body be trembling

Tight in my chest
I ain’t think I’mma make it

Gasping for breath
Cuz these demons gun take it

Fighting for life
But I’m breaking to pieces

Cry through my days
Why do I hate me

I’m not okay
My mind is crazy

What can I say
I’m feeling hazy

Why do I hate me
I’m tryna save me

Burning my skin just to forget the pain
Seeded in memories inside my brain
Tryna forget my collection of bad days
Inside my head the trauma did some damage

Sloth ain’t the same he’s been changed from the pain
and bet Rivilin’s trauma still haunting his days
We fight past our memories living in pain
but we’re Void of the happiness we lost that day

Not Enough (Ft. $LOTHBOI)

Cover art by Sepha.

Lyrics

[s0cliché]
Your sight, your sound on a VHS
coulda let you rest, but I need it tonight
can't let you die quite yet
press rewind, try to turn time back
I know that I'm getting older
wasting the time till it's over
I feet the winters get colder
I put the world on my shoulder
outta the mix
wanted intelligence, wanted the wit
wanted your love because it never slipped
you had a grip on the ones you were with
and my love became an abandonment
my head is no safe establishment
I try to be you, but I'm counterfeit
keep fallin back in and back out of it

from the other side, did your messages send?
did I leave you on read at times?
I can't help but try to find the messages in
almost any damn thing in life

[Sepha.]
We find that we speak on different sides
But our words will always rise above the
Fallen

Think I thought that your dreams 
Were the thread through my seams 
But I still kept
Calling

No i cant speak directly to you
Takes time to find the words to use
But I still try 
Phoning 

No I can’t speak directly to you
Takes time to find the moment to choose 
But I still try 
Phoning 

No signals 
Sent to me
Where am I to go
From here 
X3

We find that we speak on different sides
But our words will always rise above the
Fallen
X2

[s0cliché]
from the other side, did your messages send?
did I leave you on read at times?
I can't help but try to find the messages in
almost any damn thing in life

I find messages in a bottle...
x2

Messages (feat. Sepha. [prod. COBRA.])

s0cliché - Messages (feat. Sepha. [prod. COBRA.])

Wh1te W0lf x s0cliché - Smoke

Contact/Inquiries: chiefkellymusic@gmail.com

Sons of Icarus ft. SpaceMan Zack (prod. N1N9TEEN 99)

Chief Kelly