I ain’t ever own pajamas 
Type of random topics rappers start they songs off with 
For starters, you must know, ain’t a offering in this catharsis, it’s strictly heart but remain impartial
It’s awkward if you get too close 
You close in, I close the door 
You peak through the window
That house been burning down 
So, why would I let you in for?

Correct me if I’m wrong 
I mean, don’t tell me if I’m wrong just move according how I’d do a stranger and ignore all my calls 
Whatever’s right is always slightly off anyway - who cares long as the lights is on 
And my belly’s full occasionally when I’m not smoking more than my pockets want
Piling on all these problems and nada solved, all day long
It be exhausting 

I used to be anti-drugs, now I’m anti-anti-drugs 
Some would say the anti-Christ got a hold of me young and I would say yeah, you might be right but God had a righteous plan for the kid ever since day one 
I mean, I don’t mean to stunt but I’m sure I’m good if God’s graces exist he’d prolly cure the whole hood
In whatever case, I wouldn’t be thrown to the wolves 
Or banished to pits unless my sins outweigh the good
In this lifetime I did - I doubt it but it lingers sometimes, I know I’m doing as I should
I mean I hope assuming best and rest assured, get the rest secured 
Feeling less secure in my worth and I been there before
Wonder how I fell so much further 
When I already got so far

My momma threw away my favorite pillow
I watched my nephew chew on his nails 
I wrote wonderings to instrumentals 
I spent so many nights awake tryna figure out why I couldn’t sleep 
Came up with zilch, zero, nothing but the steeze
The unique, mystique 
My admirable attempts at peace 
Feel like the only admiral for me is me to 
take lead Off the Cliff or summits peak 

I don’t believe my friends when they say they love me 
I think I’m damaged goods - I’m never comfy
Eyes peeled regardless
I wanna trust you so bad but I can’t 
I’m not allowed to
Your heart could leave you brainless and your brain could leave you heartless
I’m somewhere caught in between so it’s hard for me to see passed the possibility you lying to me 
Need to put my guard down to get punched in the teeth

Fake what? 
I can’t if I tried, my face never hides it 
I swallow my pride like that bitter pill you disguise with whatever beverage to wash down the lies 
Lessen the disgusting flavor, discipline: never exercised that part of the mind but wanna wine bout how shit don’t change as you lay on your side and type away every feeling that would get you closer if you fucking tried 
You know I love you if you could get me tight 
You find it cute when I’m on the explosive side
Whether it’s The Strokes or Voidz I’m still that guy
Same then and now - nothing changed but the sound and you can still hear em intertwine every once in a while but catch a different vibe

1927

indigo adams - DAYS IN [prod. SECRET RVRE & Lee Ikari]

songs i was able to find after losing them all.

Jamila.

10. Butter (Beats By Supernalist)

MY KEYBOARD IS PREGNANT!

better days

Produced by Mune Beats
Mixed by Amil Berlin
Artwork by David Hammons

For Real Prod: Boi Yanel

JUNIO!

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