The people wanna hear ya blatant God’s honest fable
on the table there lies the faulty contract they wrote
doin 360s
guess we gettin kinda thirsty huh?
suppose you got the talent and the smarts should you worry much?
maybe
the thought signing overs kinda crazy
though I could use the extra bread and butter for my baby
trust funds for son
and comfort living for my lady
s’got me working over time on art and makin rockin waves g
I figure if I write a song and drop it once it’s finished
I’ll continue on the wave of droppin albums more consistent
listen
the rhymes I hear today are sorta shitty
so I’d rather make my own little loops
and get litty
Sage
60
one plus this three
has been resurrected so I guess I’ll funk this beat
up into the heavens where the sky dad should be
or would be
if it even could be
I’m not hear to preach
I’m just speaking with my hood bleached
holes in both kicks
the conversations rowdy
oughta grab the “shoe goo” I’m sick of all the shouting
cause the shits been goin down for 'bout uh 20 days n countin
back to basics
focused on the main thangs
like banging out these verses and arranging them to mainframe
truth hurts
your favorite rapper fucks wit slump
if ya can’t
fuck it
most can’t even run wit us
credits
from Hierophant,
released May 5, 2021
Vocals:
R. Gibson