Prod. Genesis
Arrangement: Orey SATX

That phrase, "lipstick on mirror, too late," evokes a strong sense of regret and a story left untold. Here are some possible interpretations and scenarios it could suggest:

A hasty departure:
Someone left in a rush, leaving a lipstick mark as a final, perhaps unintended, message.
The "too late" implies the person they meant it for missed the message, or that the message itself was a futile attempt to communicate something important.
A broken relationship:
The lipstick could symbolize femininity, beauty, or even a last-ditch effort to reconnect.
"Too late" signifies that the relationship is beyond repair, and the gesture is now meaningless.
A missed opportunity:
Someone wanted to express their feelings, but hesitated, and now the moment has passed.
The lipstick on the mirror is a symbol of that unexpressed emotion.
A secret revealed too late:
Perhaps a secret was meant to be shared, but the time for that has passed, and only the lipstick mark remains as a silent testament.
A final goodbye:
In a more dramatic interpretation, it could imply a final farewell, with the lipstick mark being the last trace of someone.
The beauty of the phrase lies in its ambiguity. It allows the listener or reader to fill in the blanks and create their own narrative.

Too Late

beat by sky
written by cal meloblu
vocal prod. by prodkeech

lyrics:

I will never wait
For such a fucking waste
Of all this time and space 
But I left a little too late 

The damage is stuck in place
My body lost a lot of weight 
From stress and aches and pain 
You will never change

I feel this way since I don’t know what’s been in my head 
I hear the worst of everything instead of what’s been said 
No matter what I do, I’m always trapped in my head
Guaranteed that I’ll feel alive when I end up dead  

I don’t wanna feel numb, I just need some good thoughts
Where does this hell come from, I’m overwhelmed and forgot 
These nightmares of thoughts are trying their best to spread out 
I’m screaming at the demons to get the fuck out 

I will never wait
For such a fucking waste
Of all this time and space 
But I left a little too late 

The damage is stuck in place
My body lost a lot of weight 
From stress and aches and pain 
You will never change

TOO LATE

Life Party

different day (prod. uluvapollo)

How To Act ( Featuring AzizTheProblemChild )

Lyrics: 

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah — we live in the code now (woo!)
PMO run that shit up yo

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m ballin’ (yeah!) holo-lights fallin’ (skrrt!)
Chrome whip crawlin’, neon drip callin’ (woo!)
Space-shooter flex, fuck time, keep stallin’ (grrt!)
Ice on my wrist, but the code keep installin’ (pow!)

[Verse 1]
I’m a glitch in the system (ayy), numbers gon’ twist ‘em (brrah)
AI vision, got the shooters with precision (pew-pew!)
Future on my back like a jet with ignition (vroom!)
Fuck limits, I’m the limit, new dimension transmission (skrrt-skrrt!)

Laser tag on my chain, ultraviolet beam (bling!)
Stacking racks, holograms, living out a dream (dream!)
I don’t sip lean, I sip binary streams (streams!)
Crypto in the safe, pockets coded like machines (beep!)

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m ballin’ (ballin’!), stars keep fallin’ (stars!)
Flex keep crawlin’, shooters stay all in (grrah!)
Fuck with the vibe, get erased, uninstallin’ (pow!)
Digital throne, I’ma king when I’m loggin’ (login!)

[Verse 2]
808 rockets, kick drum cosmic (boom!)
Drip interstellar, I’m a black hole prophet (prophet!)
Future on lock, I don’t need no locksmith (nah!)
Shooters in the back, camo cloak, can’t spot ‘em (grrt!)

Hoverboard flyin’ through the city in a rush (whoosh!)
Purple code pourin’ in a diamond data cup (sip!)
Fuck the old rules, we the new wave hush (shhh!)
My flow teleport, when I rap, it’s a crush (brrrah!)

[Bridge]
(Woo, woo, woo, woo!)
Neon in my veins, pixels in my chains (chains!)
Holographic fame, bendin’ all the frames (skrrt!)
Future shooter call, fuck around, no games (pew-pew!)
I’ma glitch forever, ballin’ through the flames (pow!)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Glitch mode, glitch mode, woo!)
Binary pulse in the bloodstream flash (flash!)
Ultralight run, let the cosmos crash (crash!)
Hype-core born with a digital stash (yeah!)
Infinity speakin’ through a plasma slash (pow!)

[Final Chorus]
Bitch I’m ballin’ (ballin’!), galaxies crawlin’ (ayy!)
Matrix unlockin’, new flow installin’ (woo!)
Shooters by my side, fuck fate, keep stallin’ (grrah!)
Imma god of the code, hear the future when I’m callin’ (brrah!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
No end — I’m the loop, I’m the flame (flame!)
Download my name, upload the game (game!)

different day (prod. uluvapollo)

(@danothekidd)