Spinnin' Webs

Spinnin' Webs (Feat. Monroe) (Prod. Pacific)

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Written by Kai Straw
Produced Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by Hailey Badovinac

LYRICS:
Am I losing my mind?
Am I losing my mind?
Maybe
Am I losing my mind?
Am I losing my mind?
Maybe

Once upon a time in the suburbs
The fog was thick and I was feeling twisted
I had a friend doing lines with a lover
And another was sick throwing up in the kitchen
We had Mac Dre on
We made a club out the living room, turn the bass up
We had Mac Dre on
Our sun was the moon, our day started at dusk

There was something about it that I think I loved, though
Something ‘bout the fights in the street made the blood flow
Something about the lights from police when the sun rose
Seeing red and blue lights hit the blunt smoke
There was some kinda home in it
Like in the moment, drunk and stoned, we were owning it
Like we sunk so low we painted hell gold
And we faked like our wings weren’t broken

Am I losing my mind?
Am I losing my mind?
Maybe
Am I losing my mind?
Am I losing my mind?
Maybe

Once upon a time in the suburbs
I found freedom in my cup of who gives a fuck
I was mending a mind full of gutters
With a dream I’d get inside through a doorway made of slime
We had Young Curt on
Get me fucked up, let’s burn one
We had Young Curt on
‘Till the sun’s up, I’m another person

It’s like I found suicide in the night
To grab another drink was to slide in the knife
To take another hit was a .9 to the mind
and I’d lie like - boy, this the time of my life
So gimme that shot, yeah, I’m trynna get fucked up
Gimme a broad, yeah, I’m trynna get sucked up
I wanna be gone like one drip to the sea
‘Till dawn, I’ll forget that I’m me

Am I losing my mind?
Am I losing my mind?
Maybe
Am I losing my mind?
Am I losing my mind?
Maybe

Stream

Once Upon a Time in the Suburbs

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Written by Kai Straw
Produced Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by Robert Mine

LYRICS:
I’m feeling so broken
Like everything’s chokin’
Like everything’s a breath away
And I’m breathing ocean
And I’m done with this shit
And I’m done wishing
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

Fuck being hopeless
Fuck this emotion
I’m done being stolen
From every moment
I’m so done giving in
To these old addictions
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

I’m sick of feelin’ pain like a blade’s in my mind
I’m sick of feelin’ drained every day of my life
It’s like I’ve got a plague and I’m fading away
Man, I’m praying, and I can’t even name you the God
I’m done thinking, fuck, can I fake it or not?
How many of them “I’m okays” do I got?
How many more days will I waste in my mind
full of hate for myself like I’m waiting to rot
Well, this is me taking myself from the lie
This is cocaine for a hell of a mind
This is my way to command what is mine
I’m coming for me like my hand is divine
Yeah, I’m just a phantom in time
I’m like a seed on the breeze from a dandelion
I’ve been gifted these hands of mine
And if that’s not enough, man, then what kind of man am I?

Fuck being hopeless
Fuck this emotion
I’m done being stolen
From every moment
I’m so done giving in
To these old addictions
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

I see the devil now as clear as you and me
I see him peeking from my wounds
Reaching to what I could use to keep me weak
I see the devil now as clear as you and me
Maybe it’s a dream to be immune
But I see you
So let’s get blood up in these teeth

Alright!
Fuck being hopeless
Fuck this emotion
I’m done being stolen
From every moment
I’m so done giving in
To these old addictions
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening
I’ve had a devil in my mind
And I’m done listening

Chokin'

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Written by Kai Straw
Produced Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by KloudM

LYRICS:

No one gave me shit
I worked for this
At this point I’m just
done with encouragement
You say talented
I say calluses
I’m tasting my blood just pronouncing it
Since Fairfield days
The beats I made
I may have quit drinking but dream the same

I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes

And they ask me why you workin’
All days of the week
To get somewhere you’ll never reach

I’ve been wishin’ for better so long
I guess I’m sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishin’, I’m here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I’m coming for you
I’ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

I’m not stoppin’ this
Just the opposite
I won’t drop when most people need oxygen
Since the green Lexus
Since the weed excess
Since the drink was my treatment for depression
Man, my lips been blue
Fuck what stitches do
I’ll put red on this mic like it’s ’92

I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes

And they ask me why you workin’
All days of the week
Toward something you’ll never be

I’ve been wishin’ for better so long
I guess I’m sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishin’, I’m here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I’m coming for you
I’ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

Until I’m taken by weeds
My will is my leprosy
Instead of wounds that scrape the sheets
I’ve got no turn back in me
So set glass beneath my feet
Take the last breath that I need
To meet what glows beyond my reach
I’ll become a tragedy

There’s is no hell that spells retreat
Fuck your gravity
This to the grave
This to the grave

Mr. Rocket Shoes

Moonfall (ft. Gravy Dae)

Little Drummer Boy (Dark Reimagining)

A dark, cinematic reimagining of the traditional Christmas carol Little Drummer Boy.
Stripped of cheer and comfort, this version leans into shadow, vulnerability, and the quiet weight of winter. Minor-key harmonies, somber orchestral textures, and a haunting cadence turn a familiar melody into something fragile, human, and deeply reflective.

This isn’t a song about celebration—it’s about offering what little you have when hope feels thin.
A heartbeat in the dark.
A rhythm of survival.

Recognizable. Reimagined. Uncomfortably honest.

🎧 Best experienced with headphones
🖤 A dark Christmas re-envisioned

LITTLE DRUMMER BOY

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Brushed Down Kilos

02) Good Die Young

This song is particularly special to us. "how do u feel?" is based off a Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. quote that suggests the radical change that blossoms when people truly listen to one another. Dr. King states, "Our lives being to end the day we become silent about the things that matter." Equality matters. Having your voice heard matters. And right now it seems our country is in a state of suppression and division that is suffocating our opportunity for true peace. The opportunity to be heard. We have forgotten how to listen.

This song is our anthem. To proclaim the self evident solution to our nation's suffering. To ask the simplest of questions, to our sisters and our brothers...how do u feel?

how do u feel?

Ride

Good to U

Sam Lachow is a producer, songwriter, rapper, videographer, director, and editor of video and music. Raised in both Seattle and New York City he's been making videos since elementary school, and as a seventh-grader began a group called Shankbone. Sam began directing and producing music videos with Shankbone, and went on to create videos for various other artists.

In 2011 Sam released his debut project as a solo artist, "Brand New Bike". Produced entirely by Sam, the album utilized many live instruments from musicians based in Seattle and New York. The next year Sam released 2 EP's, and produced/directed dozens of music videos from the projects on his YouTube channel, which now has over 7 million views.

After successfully raising 20K on Kickstarter in 2014, Sam’s second full length album Huckleberry independently debuted #6 on iTunes Hip Hop. He then unexpectedly released a free project titled 80 Bars, which surpassed a million plays on Soundcloud for multiple songs. Riding that momentum Sam became the first local headliner to sell out Seattle’s 1,000 cap Neptune Theater, co-headlined a 29 city national tour, and rocked the main stage at Washington's biggest music festival Sasquatch. Sam’s EP Friends, Funk & Liquor debuted at #2 on iTunes Hip Hop top albums.