Run away. This could use sun work bits it’s ok

The chorus on this song is amazing! Hit me up cuz I’m down to work

Chhhhhhese this is sick my guy you gonna be famous in no time

Why this Jawn Catchy Gz ! Tryna collab? Dm me📲.

1. Core Thesis: Luck as Agency, Not Accident

The repeated invocation of “Lucky” is not superstition or passive gratitude. It is framed as earned positioning.

“Lucky to have all I have” acknowledges inventory.

“Lucky to be able to do what I can” signals capacity and execution.

“Lucky again and again” reframes luck as a repeatable condition tied to discipline and alignment.

Luck here functions like compound interest: preparation meeting timing, not a roll of the dice.

2. Bandwidth, Technology, and Modern Weight

“Bandwidth to get the job done” operates on two levels:

Technical: access, tools, systems, reach.

Cognitive: mental throughput, emotional resilience, focus under load.

The extended bar about tech tucked away for a rainy day and tail lights on the cover signals restraint. Power is possessed but not flaunted. There’s an understanding that leverage matters more than display.

The line “pulling up in something truer to weight of Johnnie” is a pivot—identity shedding excess optics and arriving calibrated. Weight here means moral mass, not vanity.

3. The Corporate Detour and Self-Carved Lanes

The admission of “take the effort corporate” is not capitulation; it’s tactical realism.

Support didn’t arrive “every which way.”

So chiseling begins.

The language of carving, lanes, and acts never seen frames success as authorship, not permission. This section quietly rejects the myth of discovery and replaces it with construction.

4. Consciousness, Pattern Recognition, and the Third Eye

References to the third eye, programming of days, and alignment with inevitability suggest pattern fluency.

The speaker isn’t waiting for fate.

The speaker is reading signals, iterating, and staying alive in motion.

“True, truer than Johnnie” is an interesting inversion—identity is used as a measuring stick for authenticity, then surpassed. The fantasy is postponed, not denied.

5. Stillness as Power, Absence as Strategy

The paradox lands cleanly:

There is power in bombardment.

There is power in stillness.

Making people miss you becomes a form of leverage.

Cooling it off “out of spite” or exhaustion isn’t weakness; it’s a pressure valve. The lyric understands cycles: advance, withdraw, re-enter stronger.

6. Recognition Without Apology

The “top dog” and “flow” section avoids bragging by anchoring recognition in time:

Eyes rolled first.

Then “woah.”

Then acknowledgment.

Chopping wood imagery grounds talent in labor. Greatness is normalized as work done daily, not mystique.

7. Unity, Paradise, and Moral Accounting

The later verses widen the lens:

Doomsday narratives exist.

Gratitude still leads the morning.

Unity is possible, but deception is acknowledged.

Heartbreak, lack of self-belief, and being cornered are not dramatized—they’re itemized. Responsibility is split cleanly: some on self, some on bad actors. No self-erasure, no martyrdom.

8. Teaching the Definition of “Real”

One of the sharpest turns comes here:

Rage and softness coexist.

Forgiveness is framed as strength, not surrender.

The line “no one ever told you that before me” positions the speaker as a translator, not a prophet. This is pedagogy through lived example, not ideology.

9. The Checkered Flag Moment

Throwing the flag on the ground and letting others cross is legacy language.

Victory is not hoarded.

Access is widened.

The ripple effect matters more than the podium.

This reframes success as infrastructure.

10. Closing: No Gimmicks, No Ambiguity

The final section rejects dilution:

No extra gimmicks.

No ambiguity tax on the next generation.

Timing, clarity, and exit are intentional.

“When it’s over, adios” isn’t dismissal—it’s completion. The work stands on its own once done.

What it Means To Be Real

Hold Yo Own

Twisted store about two married women and a stressed man who’s got this beat stuck in his head the man. Behind the mask

let me die

My childhood friend, Dylan Ingham, sadly passed away this year from a drug overdose. I wish we didn't drift as far apart as we did, although I'm lucky I have so many good memories of him to keep me going. Let him be remembered.

Ingham's Lot (Freeverse Pt. 9)(Prod. Be Franky)

JUST IN TIME FOR THE SEASON!!!
PRODUCED BY STILLFREE RECORDS - https://soundcloud.com/denis-denkoo

Lyrics

Like it's Halloween 365
All on that fucking side
Like we all up the place
And I'm killing all the vibes
Super scary Mike Myers
Slasher flicks up on my mind
I can name at least 100
Halloween 365

I’m talking chopping mall 
To Pumpkinhead 
Society the vibe 
Might throw on Evil dead 
Poltergeist
Off that 80s fucking right
Slasher flicks up on my mind 
Can’t scream in Texas with the leather
Got the chainsaw off the match 
Watch these freaks all off consume you 
Copped another grave yard good 
Lost boys into the exorcist 
Might throw it up for 35 
And leave it up for 24 
Don't talk to me about Hellraiser 
You pinheads hit the floor 
Going black Christmas 
But it ain't the 24th

Like it's Halloween 365
All on that fucking side
Like we all up the place
And I'm killing all the vibes
Super scary Mike Myers
Slasher flicks up on my mind
I can name at least 100
Halloween 365
Like it's Halloween 365
All on that fucking side
Like we all up the place
And I'm killing all the vibes
Super scary Mike Myers
Slasher flicks up on my mind
I can name at least 100
Halloween 365

Bloody rubbish 
Hell yeah 
Destroyed you with the necronomicon 
Evil dead phenomenon 
Jason Voorhees living on 
Catch me down at crystal lake 
Dodge that bitch who's in my face 
Might chop the head like Alice did
Then pull up in the lake 
Can’t mistake the fantasy 
For all that’s fake 
When a stranger called
You last summer 
Bullshit child’s play 
Pull off that prank 
Fuck a scary movie after 3
I saw 
An 
Outer space
Killer Klown
Weirdest sight to me

Like it's Halloween 365
All on that fucking side
Like we all up the place
And I'm killing all the vibes
Super scary Mike Myers
Slasher flicks up on my mind
I can name at least 100
Halloween 365
Like it's Halloween 365
All on that fucking side
Like we all up the place
And I'm killing all the vibes
Super scary Mike Myers
Slasher flicks up on my mind
I can name at least 100
Halloween 365

Halloween 365 (Prod by. StillFree Records)

Alone 

Written by November 
Produced by 
Mix & Mastered by November
Artwork by Lil Shay

I wrote this song at 2am in the morning after receiving bad news. I got myself together and instead of spending time overthinking i created this masterpiece. Leave a comment ,like repost if you dig my sound

Alone

Run Away

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