"Relieve stress, blow an O like Sinclair, So many living single, I just wanna make my jingles.."
Written & recorded March 15th, 2023
lyrics
(Intro)
I remember coming up
Mega young
Sitting at the breakfast table
Pops was at work, he worked the nite shift
My Brother & sister was arguing about something
Mom told em be quiet and poured us bowls of cereal
And I didn’t really know
What to do with the milk cause I ate straight for the cereal
But see what my brother told me
(Verse 1)
I learned first to plead the fifth when time becomes our enemy incarnate, twist what’s pure into manure to grow fibs infinite, trip on any coast, can’t break what’s close knit, but ..how you diagnose? ..When did I ever commit? …Saw you get ghost, admit…that thang jiggle about the size of it, spoils of war, you know what you did, that’s how we settle scores, never-ending tournament to peddle raw, ..she super smashed but i don’t share with bros… yo that’s low self esteem.. respect the kingdom and you’ll grow wealth from dreams, not a cog in a system, but the team is supreme.., approach the god with a vengeance, why on earth would you blaspheme? Your acts of contrition, show your repentance a smokescreen, I am not of your condition to be switching - renege, they say he pay for play, drag comp & spray at wigs…adopted by this system I would say he a guinea pig, but you know what they say, children and fools speak truth, man these demons infest minds spreading poisons to youth, if the situation arise, would you be able to shoot?
(Chorus)
I pour another bowl
Make sure its filled
Gotta reach the goal
Another fortune to build
Life takes a toll
But imma get in my licks
Rep for my ilk
Sip the cereal milk
That’s 100 on my name
Change the game forreal
Legend like Wilt
Sip the cereal milk
(Verse 2)
Inside the function..the seconds come ..at the luncheon, got the iced & spiced latte, now what you munching? It’s always something but the details I’ll spare ya.. back when pops drove a riviera, trials & tribulations of life ..fully prepare ya, shots of everclear COULD lead to blackouts impaired, repaired - relieve stress, blow an O like Sinclair, so many living single, I just wanna make my jingles.. recorded rap attack now I look up - who Rip Van Winkle? the tape deck decayed, god forbid you spot some greys.., in a land that feels similar but alien.. faces look the same but all shame has been drained from them, it ain’t like a little boy when moms had me in corduroy… whoever claim fustian will stomp for loot demands, you violate…notify next of kin, no threats - self defense… what a heavy expense, it’s not sunburn - the cooked smell of incense!! You - must learn, the toll on minds is in-tense… make you see your future while it make YOU past tense…
The new beat tape from this Baltimore artist is slyly hallucinogenic, stretching tones out to ghostly shapes atop juddering drums. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 24, 2022
