music is far too serious. people treat it like a pissing contest. who can use sounds to get the "farthest"? when i'm alone in my room i am reminded of why i started creating in the first place. a love of vibration and emotion. not of attention. i like making music in my room without you there until the sun tells me it's time to sleep

lyrics:
All day every day
When the sun goes away we play
Taking the first letter of my name to the face
Nobody knows where the fuck I am I’m like a ghost
I’m doing shows from coast to coast
That’s a boast 

I’m very high must be in a plane I suppose 
Or a private jet but I ain’t ride one yet
I’m very high but with every high comes lows
I don’t got no ice but I’m living nice steak froze

In my freezer
Traveling for leisure
Get the show shaking like it just had a seizure
Fuck what you think I am not a people pleaser

All day every day til the sun come up

All day every day til the sun come up
I been smoking on so much THC and eating 1UPS
I got no reason to feel negative cuz I’m winning I’m winning
I’m finna kill it since the beginning I been grinning while sinning 

I put the pen to the paper push it pulling lines 
I did it
I’m probably staying up until the sun rise I admit it
I got no time for the bullshit 
My mind got my pride up in it
If I’m gon die then imma be happy before my life is finished

sun come up (prod. 19akira x yvrikvn bxnd)

lyrics:
those who develop expectations suffer
those who live inside the moment thrive
those who cling to moments past will suffer
when you have forgotten you’re alive 

remember everything is here right now
remember everybody’s here right now again
remember everything you fear right now
is something that will dissapear if you pretend
your way to the end 
with me
every-everybody’s here right now again
so there is nothing here to fear right now 
you could-you could dissapear with all your friends
wait til the end

ok don’t take advice
mother fuckers talking money 
they gon pay the price 
mother fuckers talking murder
paying with with they lives
everybody paying something
for the shit they buy

if you aquire something 
you gon have to give that back
platinum plaques 
cookie packs
and them money stacks
all that counting obsessing 
aint doing shit in fact
you should focus on this moment 
nothing other than that

you should focus on this moment nothing other than me
it’s impossible to tell where this shit sending me 
are you doing something right if you got enemies? 
uh, i don’t know, must be something fucked up mentally with us

always tryna fit a mold that just never does fit us
praying to a god but we made up the images
seaching thru the heavens for any messages
the space inside our conciousness is truly limitless

expectation (PROD. SOLSA X SKOTSKR X MKULTRA)

lyrics:
It’s been three days since the last time
Rolling up burning tree was my pass time
Used to think I would chief til I flatline
Used to feel crap and act like that’s fine
Everything’s alright
Imma smoke all night 

Fell in love with the feeling of relief quick
Went from Prozac to wax keif and weed shit
But then it morphed into seek it or be sick
Real shit

I can’t eat a meal less I do more drugs
Everybody telling me to “do more drugs”
Everywhere I look advertising it as fun 
Big billboards
Momma said “slow down son”

I can’t even eat a meal less I do more drugs
People always telling you to “do more drugs”
Everywhere I float on the smoke from the gun
Big billboards yell it out “do more drugs”

I just wanna feel free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna feel nothing
So there’s always something 
Or some reason for weed and THC 
to be with me

DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!

This is your brain on drugs
Does it sound dope?
Oil crackling liquid splattering 
Yellow round yolk 
Gas stove 
Cooking up breakfast wearing a bath robe 
I’m moving mad slow
I feel like an asshole

i like to smoke but i don’t like to pass 
so high off the gas that i’m thinking bout passing
light in the church singing during the mass
some believe that life is everlasting 

desire is a dimension of hell
and don't confuse happiness with pleasure or wealth
and don't confuse facts with emotions you’ve felt 
and don't freak out when everything melt off the acid

now when i smoke i cannot wait to pass it
giving to others makes me so alive
now when i smoke my emotions grow massive  
there’s no way to mask how you feel inside

DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!

do more drugs (PROD. 19AKIRA X BRAHMAN)

lyrics:
I BEEN SMOKING ON STICKY LIKE GOOP
4 GRAMS IN THE FRONTO LOOKING LIKE POOP YEAH
I BEEN SMOKING FAT BUDDAH LIKE TRUES
CAME THRU WITH A MOTHER FUCKING STICK LIKE GROOT 
YEAH

I GET BORED IMMA KEEP IT BRAND (NEW)
I NEED YOU TO LIKE ME LIKE I NEED SHAMPOO
BIG STICK AND IT HUGE LIKE A STALK OF BAMBOO
SMOKING FOUR BLUNTS AT ONCE 
LOOKING LIKE A PAN FLUTE

YO BITCH IS LIKE THE FINISH LINE SHE GETTING RAN THROUGH
PLEASE SAY THAT SHIT AGAIN?
I CANT UNDERSTAND YOU
THEY PUT KNOTS ON MY BOYS HEAD
LIKE A BANTU
SHIT CAN HAPPEN IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU DO NOT PLAN TO

WHEN I SAY I NEED IT DONE MY BROTHER TELL ME “CAN DO”
WE ON A DATE
SHE BLOW A NIGGA OUT LIKE A CANDLE 
IM EATING GOOD NO MORE TOP RAMEN
NO MORE CAMBLES 
IM COMING DOWN OFF THE DRUGS LIKE A FUCKING ANVIL

I JUST TOOK SOME MORE DRUGS
I FEEL LIKE AN ANIMAL
THE WAY I EAT THESE RAPPERS UP I’M LIKE A FUCKING CANNIBAL
YOU WANNA HATE THE SHIT I DO 
WELL THAT’S UNDERSTANDABLE 
I WOULD HATE ME TOO IF I WERE YOU

GOOP 
SMOKING GOOP

SMOKING TOO MUCH WEED YEAH IT GOT HER LIKE
SMOKING TOO MUCH WEED YEAH IT GOT ME LIKE
SMOKING GOOP HIT IT TIL IT GET ME RIGHT
FUCK A TAN BITCH
GOLDEN GIRL 
SHOUTOUT BETTY WHITE

I COULD SMOKE A RAPPER WITHOUT TRYING ON LITERALLY ANY MIC 
I COULD SMOKE THIS BLUNT IF I COULD FIND 
THE MOTHERFUCKER THAT TOOK MY LIGHT
YOU COULD SMOKE THIS BLUNT AND YOU WOULD STILL NEVER EVEN GET CLOSE TO MY HEIGHT
YOU COULD SMOKE EVERY BLUNT INSIDE THE WORLD AND YOU WOULD STILL NEVER EVEN GET CLOSE TO MY HIGH

GOOP
SMOKING GOOP

GOOP! (PROD. SOLSA)

lyrics:
smoking on dope in the back of the whip
ride down the block and im rolling a zip
we see a cop and he start to trip
like he had some acid stuck in his lip

he had a strap on the side of his hip
and he wanna harass anyone that he can
we took a left then a right at the bright red light
then we gone in a flash shazam 

bitch i’m the goat but i hopped out the lamb 
gun peanut butter color but it won’t jam
bam!
onomatopoeia 
man i wouldn’t wanna be ya
offa shroom i could see if i can

is this how you wanna live life in the end?
everyday waking up playing pretend?
do you really know who the fuck is your friend?
smoking on dope got the blunt in my hand

bam
big ass gun that shit go bam
big ass gun that shit go bam
big as gun shit go kaboom
everyday i wake up put my red pants on
my life’s like a cartoon

smoking on dope in the back of the whip
ride down the block and im rolling a blunt
we see a cop what the fuck does he want?
he stuck to us like a clit to a cunt

he had a strap on the side of his body
and in his trunk you know he got the shotty
we took a right then a left down a dark ass alley
im not gonna add to his tally

bam
drop a nuke that shit go bam
drop a nuke that shit go bam
drop a nuke shit go kaboom
hop in the whip make it go frmmm
bam

BAM! (PROD. WENDIGO)

lyrics:
Everyday I give a little back
Everyday I’m paying off my debt
(I lie awake and face the ceiling)
Take me back
To that dream I had a while back

Every time I try to sleep
I toss and turn and grind my teeth

Every day comes right after the last
Everyday the sand falls thru the glass

Every time I close my eyes
I feel the most alive
Every time I go to bed
It’s loudest in my head

Every day I waste a little time
Everyday I lose a piece of my mind
(I lie awake and face the ceiling)
Help me find
That dream I had in two thousand and nine

The one with the alligators and ninjas in it

Take me back to rapping bout shit that I care about
My mother wasn’t aware of my whereabouts 
In a new place 
New city
New friends 
Some turn into enemies in the end

I’ve grown so much since making that song
Don’t play it round me 
Tell me to my face if you got something to say about me
I am not who they say I am very frequently
Everyday I wonder why we can’t be treated equally
I wish it was as simple as just shifting a frequency 
Then we could fix all of our problems very easily 

My family believes in me
As of recently 
I been living peacefully

dreaming (PROD. WENDIGO X BRAHMAN)

just a little bit longer (PROD. WENDIGO)

(PROD. LIL JUDAS/LIL CUBENSIS/WENDIGO)

wait at the gates for me 
my nigga I’m dying 
fate is a weight 
debate the state of my mind
generate hate
emotion i cannot find
I’m feeling great
and i don’t have enough time

to tell you all i want to 
aint no way to rewind
the way it seems to taunt you
the world is not kind
at moments it can haunt you
when shit’s out of line
just know that I’ll be gone too
and no one will mind

and no one will mind

that you were one of many 
who were thrown to the swine
that you were sipping henny
or you tripping on wine
that someone took a bullet
put it into your spine

smile and know that
no one will mind
any moment body might break
anybody wanna die baked?
fuck yeah at this rate
pick a date
“real late”
ho it aint no debate

with no mind

with nothing in your head
ill speak my truth till I’m dead
fuck every fed
I’m getting red in the face
i aint put you in your place

will you submit?
bow down!
stare at your feet
or “look up at me take a seat”
suck on your tit
i go so dumb on the beat
bec cuz i know one day ill be under 
some feet

like you!
like you and me
best friends forever in the fucking tress
less than a feather better sail the breeze
atoms gather in the sky and in the land and seas

murderers and people that defend the bees
women and they children and the men they please
sky dimming i be grinning i can end this tease
at what’s it like to be a god brought to bend his knees


TELL US ANOTHER ONE!


“THIS IS THE STORY OF INDIAN JESUS”



THERE WAS ONCE A BOY 
WHO WAS BORN THE COLOR OF INDIGO

MOTHER FATHER EVERY ONE
DIDNT KNOW TIL HE HIT THE FLOOR

BORN INSIDE A PRISON 
AND MISSING SOMETHING IMMACULATE

AINT GOT NO MORTALITY 
TAKE HIS PARENTS A’BACK A BIT


CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR!
YA PISS POOR, DECISIONS GET YOU 
SET BACK JUST A BIT MORE
YOU SUCKING ON A SACK OF DICKS

LACK THE WIT
TO KILL DEMON 
SCREAMING IT’S A SACK HE HIT 
WACKY KID
AS IN HE A GOOFY ONE
TACKY SHIT

YOU BE DONE
IF YOU REALLY EVIL
HE CAN START A WAR

ALL HIS HOMIES DIEING
NOW HIS HEART IS COLD

PARTICLE
WEAPONS FROM THE GODS THAT INCINERATE
AND IRRADIATE

STEPPING ON THE DIRT
HATE CAN TURN THE EARTH TO A SCARY PLACE

all of the gods we know have to die
all of the gods we know have to die
no one knows where they lie

but they live on inside you in your mind
you can be whatever that you find is fine

SO HE WON THE WAR THAT MANY PEOPLE SAID WAS GREAT
WENT INTO THE WOOD FOR A MINUTE TO MEDITATE
BUT THERE WAS NO DEVIL TO INFLUENCE HIM TO BREAK
JUST A HUNGRY HUNTER WHO WANTED SOME WILD STEAK
WAIT
DO I SEE A FOOT IN THE DISTANCE
IMMA AIM AINT NO MISSING
I GOTTA FEED ALL OF MY CHILDREN
BITCH LISTEN

LET THE ARROW FLY
AND SEE AN ERA END
“I’M NOT TERRIFIED
YOU’RE A LONG LOST FRIEND”

“SEE IN A PAST LIFE YOU WERE A MAN 
I TOOK YOUR LIFE AWAY
NOW IT WAS YOUR PASS AT ME 
I FORGIVE YOU ON ANY DAY

KARMA IS A BITCH AND SHE SLAPPING WITH TIGHT HOOKS
ARMOUR ON MY HEAD BUT IT JABBED IN MY RIGHT FOOT

that was the way lord krishna died uh
flew up in the sky what a radical guy
that little darkie never fold or gave in
now i wanna rap about the place i stay in

ONE MORE!

ANDALE ANDALE
ARIBBA ARIBBA
I RUN LIKE A CHEETAH 
MAKE ART LIKE IM FRIDA

THE CEDAR IM ROLLING 
I FEED HER MY POLE N
EXPLODE MAMASITA 
WANT SALT MARGARITA

MY CHOPPA HE KICK LIKE A BURRO
IM GRIPPING THE POLE LIKE A CHURRO
GO HIT UP THE BUREAU
AND TELLING IM SELLING THIS WHITE BY THE KILO
YOU GOING EXTINCT LIKE THE PARROT FROM RIO
GO GET YO DENERO
THROW YOU IN A BARREL LIKE WALTER
YO FAULT YOU BEHAVING REAL FERRAL
YOU FALTER YOU SLIP AND WE CATCH YOU SOARING
START WALKING AT NIGHT OTHER END BY THE MORNING

IT’S A LONG BEACH

planting marijuana outside of school
panting very hard i sound like a monster
give ya kid some acid inside the concert
give the kid a quarter i can make you a sponsor

give you a gram and i can make you TO a customer
niggas go ham the crazy few wanna bust some more
you in a jam, become a nigga who want some dough
you is a lamb, the prey and you not a foe

VVV

DARKIE STILL CANNOT RAP (FT. BRAHMAN)(PROD. LIL JUDAS/LIL CUBENSIS/WENDIGO)

CODEINE ON A CAMEL FEAT. LIL DARKIE & AM (CO PROD. EYESBEELOW)

LYRICS:

IF YOU AINT FUCKING WITH MY VISION
THEN ACT LIKE I DON’T EXIST

IF YOU AINT RIDING WITH ME NIGGA 
GET ROCKING THAT’S WHAT HE KICKS

BECAUSE IM TIRED OF DISLOYALTY 
AND BITCH SHIT

I’M TIRED OF THE MISFITS
AND WHAT ELSE?
I’LL LIST IT

I HATE NIGGAS THAT DISSING BUT WONT 
MAKE THE DISS EXPLICIT

I HATE WHEN NIGGAS SWITCHING
PLAYING SIDES YOU COMPLICIT

I HATE WHEN NIGGAS DON’T KNOW SOMETHING
WRONG CUZ YOU AIN’T PISSED YET

CUZ YOU AIN’T SAID YOU HATE WHEN NIGGAS
QUIET LIKE SOME CRICKETS

INSECTS 

CRUSH EM UP AND EAT EM WITH SOME BUTTER
ON SOME BISCUITS 

MY FIST GETS

HARDER WHEN I GRIP TO

SIT THROUGH 

ANOTHER FUCKING DAY OF PLAYING SHIT COOL

FUCK THAT 

I HOPE THE FUCKING PLANET SUCK THE GUTS
OUT OF MY NUT SACK

I’LL BUSS BACK

AND YOU CAN FUCKING TRUST THAT 
I’LL HIT YOU 

RIGHT IN YO FUCKING NECK
’N LET YOU LAY INSIDE A PISS POOL 

CUZ THERE AINT NOTHING WORSE THAN
TREATED BADLY BY YOUR BROTHER

KINDA ANGER MAKE ME WANNA SEE 
ANOTHER IN A GUTTER

KINDA ANGER MAKE ME BLIND AND
MAKE ME THINK AN AWFUL THOUGHT

WAS NEVER TAUGHT HOW TO FORGIVE 
OR MAYBE I HAD JUST FORGOT

WHY THE PEOPLE THAT’S SUPPOSED TO 
HAVE YOU BACK IS TURNING OPPS
 
KINDA ANGER MAKE ME WANNA MURDER
EVERY SINGLE COP

WITH A SHOTGUN

PULL UP AND I POP ONE
PULL UP AND I POP TWO

NOW THEY’VE FUCKING SHOT YOU

SO LET IT STAY A THOUGHT THEN
THE KINDA ONE THAT DROPPED IN
THE KINDA ONE I PUT INSIDE A SONG 
THAT I CAN BOP TEN TIMES

UNTIL I STOP CARING

ABOUT THE FACT THAT UNDERNEATH IT ALL
THERE’S NOTHING SOLID TO HOLD ON TO 
LIKE YOU WANT TO

AND WHEN IM DREAMING I FEEL BETTER
THEN I DO WHEN IM AWAKE

HOW IMMA DREAM SOME REALER PEOPLE
THAN THE ONES THAT LIVING WHEN THEY 
REALLY FAKE

LIKE ACTUALLY

I DO THIS RAPPING CASUALLY

DISTRACT ME FROM MY DYING 
AND TRYING TO FEEL MY INNOCENCE 
AGAIN AND IT’S IMPACTING ME POSITIVELY 
AND IN A SENSE I GUESS 
IT IS THE CAUSE OF ANXIETY 
WHEN PEOPLE GOT PAIRS OF CENTS
THEY WANNA GIVE TOO

DISTRIBUTE 
OPINIONS BOUT THE ART
BUT I AINT LIKE THE OTHER 
RAPPERS YOU LISTEN TO
THIS MUSIC IS A PAINTING 
WITH EMPHASIS ON THE PAIN
IT’S NOT TO ENTERTAIN 
IT’S THE NOISES INSIDE MY BRAIN

AND I PRAY THAT YOU UNDERSTAND 
AND IM SORRY I’M SO AGGRESSIVE 
IF I HAD A HUNDRED BANDS I’D INVEST IT
INTO MY MESSAGE

THAT RACE IS FAKE 

AND PEOPLE EQUAL BUT DON’T WANNA BE
IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF GREED AND 
HOW WE STRUCTURE OUR ECONOMY

I’M SO DEPRESSED
I’VE HAD THIS LIQUOR IN MY CHEST LIKE EVERY DAY CUZ I AINT BEEN FEELING THE BEST

A MIXED RACE FAGGOT BOY THAT RAP AND 
AIN’T BLACK BUT HIS GODDESS IS
I PRAY THAT KALI MA DESCEND 
ON LA BRING APOCALYPSE

REVOLVER (PROD. CUBENSIS)

lyrics:
uh
okay
spinni— spinni—

spinning inadvertently, grinning of no concern to me
churning my gullet turns in me, burning
a metal furnace, earnestly i deserve it
i sit in silence 'cause my mind is lacking accurate wordage
or maybe courage
with a flourish, writ it spit it
it finished and then release it
plays increase it, rinse, repeat and don't be cheating
deleting comments and buying interaction
by packing that on the back end
impacting finances only through hacking
you niggas wacker than a sack of some 'gnac
and jack daniels, in fact, throw it out
slowing down, what is my plan of attack? growing sound
louder than a pound of that gasoline when it's slapping me
you lacking tree, passing these spliffies that i been packaging
and packing in wax, wack rappers eat crap
flack jacketing in case he shat, plastering the wall
and splattering us all, it's happening
i smoke the shatter 'til i fall, bitch

i am addicted to drugs and i'm sick of it
smoke away the stress and then roll up another stick of it
i am addicted to drugs and i'm sick of it
needle full of happiness, i tap the skin and then stick it in

we all addicted to drugs and we wired
johnny at work off a xan-xan-xanax, tired
yeah, motherfucker
coughing up black in the shower, motherfucker
pucker up and hock a loogie
hopefully there's ruby in it, you diminish, truly finished
i got no time for that, niggas whose rhymes are wack
and lines or crack in tiny sacks
spit the facts that bit ya neck, a diamondback
take a sec and check to see ya spine intact
find the pack and tear it open, serotonin mind attack
dopamine is soaking in like hocus pocus, take a toke again
and then rewind the track, rewind the track, rewind the track

when i was a youngin i suffered for being different
but isn't it funny how by sticking out, i'm fitting in?
i think it is indicative of solid qualities
and honestly, the flyest niggas stick to shit (tell 'em)
i like to knit a bit and sew a little, my flow is brittle
where is darkie, nigga? spit a riddle
fuck with a fiddle like the name implies, patience high
complacent eyes racing i, you'll never buy enough time
rough riding tough hide or thick skin
"i stick my dick in a pig pen" and piss ya mom off
i tell her i'm soft, but i be at attention
keep the tension in my trousers, i'll arouse her
then allow her all my power in the shower, nigga
this is an elegy to celery, a tribute to the green
'cause it's the only thing these motherfuckers need is getting money
but ain't it funny that i like the veggie better?
i be chilling off the marijuana bumping eddie vedder
fed up with righty bozos and lefty homos
fuck with 'em no mo', i go-go
no fucking gadget, you get your bag yet?
so big you drag it, your heart has maggots
i'm eating celery, lil darkie is a faggot magnet
this is an elegy to celery, a tribute to the green
ride a stick of celery until you cream
this is an elegy to celery, a tribute to the green
fuck your culture, what you say and how you mean to seem

i am addicted to drugs and i'm sick of it
sick of it
sick of it
sick
i'm sick of it
i'm sick of it

do more drugs (PROD. 19AKIRA X BRAHMAN)

Lil Darkie

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