Written by: Khamari, Matthew Castellanos
Produced by: Khamari, Trackside

First thing in the morning
Of course you put on that U.M. sweater
Just like you always do
Tears drip from a faucet
And Dexter play on that television
Just like it always do

You put the volume on the lowest
For the neighbors down below
But I’m stuck in place
Eyes wide, glued to you
Walk away, outgrow you
Then how am I to know you
I’m the closest here that I’ve been to you

Cause you keep my head in a jar
Here on your night stand
I’ll spend my life left
With my head in a jar
If it’s the shelf or gone, then
Least I’ll be something to you

Mind’s a prison
No body, don’t got nobody
Strictly homebody
I try my best not to trip
But these walls are paper thin
Every now and then
I hear voices in the wind
Wooden floors creak
The death of what could’ve been

Put the volume on the lowest
For our neighbors down below
But I’m stuck in place
Eyes wide, glued to you
Walk away, outgrow you
Then how am I to know you
I’m the closest here that I’ve been to you

Cause you keep my head in a jar
Here on your night stand
I’ll spend my life left
With my head in a jar
If it’s the shelf or gone, then
Least I’ll be something to you 

If it’s the shelf or gone, then
Least I’ll be something to you 

It's in the way you give someone
A real embrace
That puts me in my place
My place
And though goodbye's long overdue
Hopelessly I wait
Here in my place
My place

Head in a Jar

MUTT Deluxe: HEEL

NOT FAIR

Miami (feat. Leon Thomas)

Written by: Khamari
Produced by: Khamari and Trackside

Oh love
I’m sleeping on your couch
Sinking into my self doubt
It’s such an awful feeling
Clock’s broken, I lose count
But still, I’m holding out 
Can’t help my wishful thinking 

If there’s a God in this lonely jungle 
Why haven’t my prayers been answered

Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain

Oh love
Don’t talk about your past
Don’t want to meet your last 
No that might send me over
Oh, I could die right here 
And none of my senseless tears
Could refill these empty oceans 

If there’s a God in this lonely jungle 
Why haven’t my prayers been answered 

Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain

Oh, it’s already half past three 
You’re just out of my reach 
When I look in your brown eyes 
Isn’t it so plain to see
There’s quicksand under my feet 
Suffocating me with time 

Ain’t no God in this lonely jungle 
Just me and my empty prayers

Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain

It’s just me and my empty prayers

Lonely in the Jungle

Satin

spin

spin (feat. Kiya Lacey)

GMFU

LUCKY YOU

ENTICING

My Silence Got a Sound is about transformation — turning everything you couldn’t say into vibration and air.
It’s the moment where emotion stops being hidden and becomes frequency.
Soft pads, felt piano, and vocal reverb form an intimate soundscape where stillness finally speaks.
It’s not about loneliness — it’s about learning to be heard without words.

My Silence Got a Sound

Frank Ocean - Nights (op version)

Frank Ocean - Nights (op version)

Osiris Paxx