I proudly present my second solo tape, Perpetual Atlas

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered in my bedroom in Tucson, AZ

Written by: @donimusic, @regansgee & @whotullis
Produced by: @origamibeats
Mix & Master by: @donimusic

Perpetual Atlas

Too Soon (feat. Regan & Tullis) (Prod. Origami)

Written & Recorded by: Reed Pake
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/ibr
Engineered by: https://soundcloud.com/ibr, Blindsightmix & John Garcia
Sample Credits: "Autumn in New York" by Kenny Burrell Quartet (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1E31yVClW4)

Special thanks to Ibrahim for letting me hop on his amazing beat. Follow Ibrahim and the rest of the https://soundcloud.com/offthejump crew for some awesome & innovative music!

LYRICS:

Verse 1:
Yesterday I found my Asics from eleventh grade/
Dirty and decayed, I'd say they've seen their better days/
I crept my feet inside to not inflame my ankle sprain/
They seemed to fit okay but they just didn't feel the same/
And it’s a shame, I remember the day they came into my presence/
Never restin’, always hittin' the ground of my town to start trekkin’/
Seven days a week I’d tread the street so free, felt like a legend/
Steppin' to the present where the wonder continued to lessen/
My toys I used to cherish are now relics of the past/
I start to wonder why I used to relish in this crap/
So I put them in a bag to trash, but I am too attached/
I wander to my attic, stuffin' them into a stash/
Late nights at the movies no longer have any beauty/
Once a haven, my bedroom has grown to be borin’ and gloomy/
My house that used to seem so roomy now feels kinda puny/
Why has my home of 20 years become so foreign to me?/

Hook:
I’m changin’/
Yeah I feel that I’m changin’/
Tradin’ the boonies for a new me, it’s cliche what I’m pursuing/
But a life that's plain is what I am eschewing/
Man I guess that I’m changin’/
Damn I think like I’m changin’/
But I know what I am doing there is no way that I’m losing this passion that I got inside brewing/
I’m -/

Verse 2:
Cruisin’ in the back of an uber perusin' tweets/
My screen is like a window to the life I used to lead/
And my window’s like a screen where the view is a lucid dream/
Hypnotized by the lights that ooze and bleed on Druid street/
It’s new to me, I used to be able to sleep to crickets chirpin’/
Now I drift away to hobos blurtin’ sermons from my cutrains/
And I’m pretty certain my apartment smells a bit like urine/
It was disconcertin’ but I'm gettin’ used to livin’ urban/ 
I’m traversin' in and out of bafflin' amounts of scaffoldin’/
To get a seat inside of the T, I’m Mortal Kombat Battlin’/
These people clumped together when I want them to be scatterin’/
And bouncin' off of me like liquid atoms when I’m travelin’/
Imaginin’ that honkin' horns emit the sounds of instruments/
In marchin’ bands to celebrate my entrance/
Cause fuck my insignificance, I’ll quit trippin' in pigeonshit/
I didn’t move to the city to abandon what my mission is/

Spotify/Apple Music

Changin' (prod. ibrahim)

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @hheadhaunter

Produced by: 
@ibr

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@ibr

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Lyrics: 
Listen to me, please, I hate to open with this news/
but I'm not just not one you've seen without those rosy tinted hues/
the truth, I'm holding with a spoon.. I'm no knight in shining armor/
I don't dive inside the darkness, you won't cry goodbye on harbors/ 
and no tears for the dearly departed, never existed/
I've been so weird in the fear of the awkward tension that's building/
the ceiling feels so low, and the spacing out is permanent/
the waning sounds of words you spent are racing out the firmament/ 
I'm sure you meant well, I turn deaf and blind on a dime/
with nickel plated skin I doll her up to hide her inside/
I find a good time in excess, this scumbag only holds sewage/
skull inside the clouds, the sky, headbutt a brand new hole through it/
so I can hibernate, draped in vines that hide the state/
of mental wellness, never felt this place, slide out and drive away/ 
behind me, off the lot Ferrari's, crash, jam packing the ditches/ 
as this arsonist takes his shelter at more flammable bridges/

I'm not being insincere, you can - you can do much better than me/
(scumbag blues)the truth is that I'm nowhere near the person you see/ 
I'm just a sliver of the subject at hand/
a dumb, disembodied head that's buried under the sand/

There's no message to decode, I'm just a piece of shit/
it's no secret in sequences that repeat ad infinitum/
I don't mean to be overly dramatic, no over seas combatant/
peeling back the scabs that form up there, in hopes you see the damage/
I just want you to know that I'm prone to phoning it in/
with the bones so broken I folded them so they poke through the skin/
so you could nurse me back to health, self-arsonist/ 
I took my jarred brain off the shelf, melt all of it/
there's no mask or make-up, make believe man made myth/
or exaggeration painted in a bad light, you can't fake this/  
I'm a dick, I've got a slew of better things to do/
than try to win your heart, plucking on those little strings in tune/
one millimeter fuse, I ride a cannonball to work/
an anti-social loser doomed, to pack and travel in reverse/
lungs full of green-ish fumes that wilt the plants, you shouldn't breathe/
just completely forget about this, you're too good for me/

Headhaunter - Scumbag Blues (prod. ibrahim)

Bonus track off of https://soundcloud.com/crystalcloudsjp 's EP
Bandcamp link: https://crystalclouds.bandcamp.com/album/things-to-remember
Featuring, elle :) https://soundcloud.com/elleandthegravediggers

LYRICS:
I got a little thing I wanna get off my chest
I’ve been thinking bout’ the possibilities to keep me fresh
And the wholesome little feelings I’ve been keeping so suppressed
Makes me wanna scream it out, I just wanna know what’s best
For me, and my beloved, that i haven’t even met
There’s a lot of things I wanna say, that’s hiding in my head
First of all I want a cliche, coffee, cocoa butter spread
And some tiny conversations that will make you think in bed
Make me take you out for lunch and other get togethers too
I just wanna be the gentleman who takes you back on curfew 
And you’ll be like a queen with scents of cocoa butter shampoo 
And your dad won’t have to worry bout’ your heart shaped colored tattoo
And listen, we can go to any place you want
My treat, we can even go to France, into a restaurant
Where we could eat croissants all day outside the storefront
Then sleep while watching movies, where our living room’s the rosemont
____________

Everyday I’m wasting time

Hoping that our stars align

When you’re lost, call anytime

You’re all that’s what’s on my mind 
____________

We can chill out in the basement of your fancy house
Where DDR and Scrabble are the only things we care about 
And we can solve a puzzle that displays the sun and moon too
Unless we lose a piece, then we can order one that’s brand new
While waiting for delivery, we got the mental caucus
Of checking out what’s going on inside the oval office
But instead we’ll just ignore it with the money that we profit
From monopoly, until we both go bankrupt from and we stop it 
Then if we both get hungry, well then theres no need to worry
I'll just the cook you up a dinner, we can eat it in a hurry 
Make it just the way you like it
Sweet and sour, hold the spices
Even if you say its bad, I'll still be happy that you tried it
And when the sun goes down, we'll travel up the tiny mountain
And no it's not to make out, it's the stars that we'll be countin'
Where we talk about our future, whether we'll be both accounting
For whatever comes our way and in the depths of our surroundings
____________

Everyday I’m wasting time

Hoping that our stars align

When you’re lost, call anytime

You’re all that’s what’s on my mind 
____________

on my mind feat. guia elle (prod. dustbunnybedroom)

mr. brightside.

The rocks on the bottom are cold when you first touch. 
Been on ‘em so long, it doesn’t bother me so much. 
I wake up and salvage what I can of my dreams 
before I splash some water onto my mood and have to leave. 
I take a step out, breathe. Sigh to release the pressure.
Physically, I’m present but my eyes keep tryna exit 
out the window. Picture myself anywhere but here. 
Need to turn off autopilot and remember I can steer 
but my floorboards creak. 
I haven’t had a normal conversation in like a week. 
Just “No, I don’t need a bag,” 
and “Thanks for swiping my card,” 
then try to get out as fast as I can 'fore I need to talk. 
Hurry the walk back before my body falls apart. 
Drop down onto my bed like why did I even start. 
As I slip back into slumber, I wonder 
where the why of it's all gone.
I keep coming back ‘cause I've been going so long.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning tonight.

I wanna write a love song but I can’t 
‘cause I can’t be around a girl without apologizing in advance 
for all the mistakes that I haven’t made, 
problems I haven’t caused. 
I self sabotage before I even get a chance to offer 
my hand in yours on a romantic walk through a national park.
I’d give you half of my heart if I wasn’t standing so far,
if I didn’t flash up my guard automatically 
when actually, I’d trade every star in the galaxy 
if it meant that the gravity 
couldn’t grab you and steal you away.
I just wish I had a reason to be feeling this way.
I just wish I had an address to send these letters to. 
‘Stead I fold them into airplanes, 
throw them and hope that they get to you. 
I wanna fall so you can catch me.
Cry into each other’s arms until it passes. 
I wish I could say that I’ll make you happy but I can’t.
I’ll try to figure out how ‘til I get the chance.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning to life.

Tears don’t mean a thing in the pouring rain.
I ain’t got nothin’ to lose. I got it all to gain.

the more i learn [prod. by mr. master]

On Spotify, iTunes, Google Play, etc.

Prod. @yungmaple
Mixed and Mastered by @iamhrtbrk
Cover Art by @iamhrtbrk

afterlife (prod. 🍁yungmaple🍁) [Available on Spotify & iTunes]

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5b_HOtUKcak

feat. @ibr
prod. @kastrosplace
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
It's been about thirty two minutes or so/
and I'm clutching foolish optimism like she'll slip through the door/
and sit down with a story, telling of traffic -
"Would you care for a refill?"/
yeah, thank you, sorry I tend to overshare with people/
it's just I've had quite the crush on her for - "I'll be right back with your drink"/
oh well, it's only been sixty-one minutes I think/
clink ice cubes with a straw, the table's candles forming puddles/
rest my fist below my jaw, her car could be the source of trouble/
but she hasn't read the multitude of texts I sent, and I won't reprehend/
like it could be an emergency, or she went to bed, maybe she just -/
"Sorry to interrupt, but are you ready to order?
we're closing soon, I recommend the lobster on arugula, the dish is new and-"/
No, I'll get the fettuccine, please, with chicken/
text her one last time, it's urgent, damn, she knows the evening's ticking/ 
like I'm a decent guy, well, at least from what I've heard/
I don't think I'll find the courage to stand up and say goodbye/

and I'm still waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, resolve never waning/
and still I'm waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, I'm waiting and waiting/

I'm waiting for her to reply to my text/
I know it says "seen" but maybe she didn't see it just yet/
"I guess, but you've been here for three days, that doesn't seem strange to you?"  
So what? She's late, and this table's purely made for two/
my plate of food, has grown a bit cold in the past month/ 
but it's not too far fetched for someone to run late and catch up/
any second now, she'll- 
"Do you want this to go, or should I just throw it out, it's been a year-"/
No thanks, no point in acting like it's over now/
I know my beard's an overgrowth and I'm becoming one with this chair/
but a decade's nothing, I won't be the one who's under-prepared/
for the future, cause she'll arrive and we'll survive the ruins/
until time folds in upon itself, so what's your two cents?/
...hm, I guess he left or he closing up the business/
I can hear metallic thumping and explosions in the distance/
a stray dog is chewing on a human bone right by the entrance/
there's barbaric men outside and all they're toting make-shift weapons/
I just think it's odd she's hasn't tried to phone or send a message/
but I'll wait right here 'til time as we know it is non-existent/
I'll just wait here and drink until the last one's dry/
I mean c'mon really, I'm a stand up guy/

Spotify!

Stand Up Guy (ft. ibrahim)

special thanks to @lijofficial, @lordmatador, and @cloudzzz for this one. 
it's been a long time coming

days go by ft. lij (prod. risky patterns)

Produced and mixed by @marcthepoet
Remix of Kali Uchis' "Loner" @kaliuchis
Enjoy 
My instagram: Nickeloedon

Noner (Loner Remix) (Prod. Marc)

It's good to be back.

Produced by Ocean Beats. (https://bit.ly/2o4e7p9)
Featuring @iamlanie.
Mixed and Mastered by @polearm.
Artwork by Dog Eat Dog Designs. (https://bit.ly/2VPPYYg)

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Cloud-mac-seattle-lyrics

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Seattle (ft. Lanie Vox)

Written by: Reed Pake
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/tsii
Album art by: https://soundcloud.com/miiyulky
Mixed/Mastered by: Blindsightmix & John Garcia

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
All I wanna know is if you’re proud of me now/
After you crossed every single one of boundaries, while/
I let you overpower me and devour me down/
I’m cowering almost hourly, but outwardly I smile/
How could I’ve allowed you to sway me to think I’m inadequate/
Yet you’re stayin’ adamant claimin ’ you’re my greatest advocate/
Sayin’ that I’m too passionate to ever create some average shit/
And that’s why your expectations for me are so extravagant/ 
Now and I’ll drown if I try to hit this high-water mark/
Like a starvin’ shark, you circle me ‘till I fall apart/
Tellin’ me I got a lot of spark, to butter me up with your false remarks/
But when I stumble you spit on my art and you rip it apart like ya don’t got a heart/
Yeah, it’s a coin flip and you play me like a joy stick/
But it’s pointless to avoid it, when you’re poisoned to enjoy it/
So even though I begrudge it, I’m puttin’ my head to the musket/
‘Cause fuck it I know that you’ll love it, to you I’m nothin’ but a puppet/

Verse 2:
So I’m dressin’ to the nines to feel closer to a ten/
And when I’m fleshin’ out my lines, I focus on my skeletons/ 
Affection I’m beggin’ for all the time, but no one’s checkin’ in/
And so I’m stressin’ in my mind, relyin’ on my medicine/
To help me cope with the fallout ‘cause I’m all out of steam/
I should’ve crawled out my bed, not just fall back asleep/
Right when I thought I was free, you sought me ought in my dreams/
Where no one could hear me when I called out to scream/
See, I’d subdue you with therapy and flush you out with meds/
But when the times you took care of me came rushin’ back to my head/
I’d dread to share my grief with someone else conductin’ in your stead/
‘Cause there’s no guarantee I’d be better without your punishments/
When I fuck up, you spurt your curses and tell me that I deserve it/
But when you’re pushin’ me to be perfect, blemishes bubble up onto the surface/
And I need to be more assertive, ‘cause you’re gnawin’ at my health/
But is it even really worth it, when I’m just talkin’ to myself/