WHERE MY JACKET

by Too Birds

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released November 23, 2016

Made by Teether, Realname, and Mr. Society
All beats produced by Glass Dealer

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Track Name: GOLD STACK
[V1: Teether]
Smouldering hot coals burn like packed bowls
Packed like black holes
Black 20 year old old soul
Older than bless you so the soul don't go
Don't know no ringtones outside my own phone
I'm feeling brought up in a cabin
The window's been stolen and this apple's full of maggots
and I'm biting it
Messy like my hair and my priorities
Everything's so old to me
Hope the road don't swallow me

[V2: Realname]
Follow me puffin that hay
Shovin this horse head
that I woke up with
on top of of my bed
Deep up under my sheets
Over encumbered
Shoulder is covered in chip
Smolderin under the spliff
On a roll in the ball
Spitting that lottery shit
Fans are the winners
Spinning on top if my dick
I'm Ringing the bell at my own house
Knowing full well that no one is home now
And I don't give two fucks if I'm going over the edge so long as that path is my own route
And I don't got no out
In my out of my mind mind state
Profound my place
In those sounds I make
Knows a bitch if you don't spout it
So I take rappers
make a joke out em
I make soap
Outta rappers
Golden shower happens
to the heckler on the regular

[Bridge: Teether]
I got the wings to make tornados
Know the lungs just take in smoke
and turn the whole world into play dough
Cop a lot and stay broke
Chop a fool in slow mo
I been known to drop an album then delete it and lay low
I been avoiding being finished
So much in the baggage means he brought the dope with him

[Hook: Realname / Teether]

Smoke stealer
Joke stealer
Dope dealer sowing wild oats
Still asleep though I awoke a while ago

Stoned sinner
Broke mirror
Flows with the most
Why you stopping boats when I'm trynna go
No hope in him

Smoke stealer
Joke stealer
Dope dealer sowing wild oats
Still asleep though I awoke
Yo I stay woke

Stoned sinner
Broke mirror
Flows with the most
Why you stopping boats where I'm gonna go
When I'm done with this
Track Name: DAMN SKULL
[V1: Realname]
I'm a powerless king in a town of ghosts
In a tower toasting the host of the hour
Gross in the mirror smoke in the shower
The ultimate coward having a sulk
On that sour taste in the mouth tip
Bullshit talk to my self milking a cow tit
A home alone in the house kid I Maculkin the mic
Jackson(some) moon unit albums from the store
Moonwalking out it
I'm a ball at parties cause I talk the loudest
Drop the ball at parties cause I, talk the loudest
Watch me origami my persona
Hardly try no more like,
Once I start to gush it's over
Can't stop tsunamis
Cloud of powder on my outer shell
Is an Ivory suit on a skeleton
Ironic use of my voice
My idle hands are Lucifer's toys
Writing a ransom for random bystanders
Attention span demanding answers
Where my jacket straight racket raps
Antivirus can't hack it raps
Tip of the iceberg acid tabs
Itching for peace
Scratchin scabs
This shits a disease
Catching crabs
Gimme the keys
Snatch and grab
Get off my back bitch catch a cab
Only time I crash is on my mattress
Man I got Hellen Keller's doing backflips
Epiphany speech
Listen to me
Click on this link and just look at this shit I can speak
A blibity bleep that's all folks
You can all croak
Holding you breath hoping that i'll choke
I'm going barebones bombing on a beat
Skulling ink
Vomit on a sheet
Fill the sink with my rotten teeth
Bleeding gums kick a shocking stick
Rocking middle fingers

[V2: Teether]
And they know
So many feelings when the wrist snap on the intro
Now no solo, barely one hand the scale is so low
So toke on the XL, time refuse to propel
So I'ma stay and wait here for the brain to rot to all hell
I'm so well, I think I teleported to my quiet place
A one bedroom apartment overlooking such deep space
It's Wednesday and fools stay pressing buttons on broke trains
Make your escape and disappear past loose shapes
Since that lucid is elusive, by night dreaming 'bout the next day
Daydreams be scheming how to scream and still get paid
5 years and it's not gone so well, won't switch lanes
At this rate, I'll probably stage dive the Eastern freeway
With a concrete helmet on
Bone marrow in your vision how you know it's wrong
q how I'm killing every minute 'cause this shift is so damn dull
Thoughts so overflowing my brain bulging out my damn skull
Track Name: QUARTZ
[V1: Teether]
Okay, why am I so far above the ocean?
And why these cooked bitches pointing fingers at the dro when
Moments ago they was tossing snow up those nostrils?
And that alcohol's a problem
And they don't even know when
And I've been ready to go there
And they don't even know where
When we roll right in like a spliff to stay lifted
And she used up half my shit
But I'm indebted to the titty flash
Respect is so heavy 'til the crasher blames my cash
Dead of night when we dip and dash
The fact is I only paid my respects to stay humble
Don't take it as admittance of a fumble
I never stumble
Either run shit into the ground or hit the ground running

[Chorus: Teether]
That’s how it is when you’re packing quartz,
Crystal clear when I write my thoughts down like I’m fleeing them
Before I speak you should’ve seen them,
Despite every damn time I exhale like I don’t need them

[V2: Realname]
Breathe,
I’m telling myself it’s only a party
Little do they know I am socially retarded
So when you look me in the eye
It’s like they throwing a dart in it please
If I ever seem giddy,
Probably means I am messing with an idiot,
I don’t ever see titties
I aint never been pretty
I’m riding my high horse through a centrelink and ketamine city
My pedigree pretty penny
You better be giving me props or showing me pity,
Buddy working for your shitty company is pissing me off
So I am quitting
Pulling my birds back from the pigeon hole listen
I loot this hole kitchen when I’m out I know you be all bitchin
Cause I ruin your system,
I used to fall victim
Now they wonder who pissed him off
A voodoo doll sewing my seeds on a roll,
Throwing your keys in a hole
Rolling a q up
Stow away feeding the trolls
Colder than you are got golden manure
I’m a know it all feinding alone time (OH)

[Chorus: Teether / Realname] x2
Track Name: CLOUDS
[Verse 1: Realname]
I’ve chosen to boast, the anticdotal ghost
Posing for photographs
In which I am just floating clothes in a frozen state
Wait, the flash is on you’re not patting my back
So I atom bomb the moment to ash and smoke
You ain’t heard my name but you know my face
Roaming my brain the vagabond zombie
The out of place mannequin short straw
In a stack of needles, broken record player
Tapping heals in oz stomping on glenda’s grave
Centre stage on apprentice wages a destined failure
No more tests to take
I come from a long line of chefs and tradies
With repressed behaviour making messes
Guess I’m natures jester
Yes I like to dress up but I’m never myself
Because I’m always ahead of myself
So I only really ever remember myself
Defending the end of myself

[Prechorus: Realname]
The stairway to hell’s paved
With intentions that quell pain
All my friendships have felt drained
Since i’ve been getting dealt aces
Pretending I’m still same
Help the boy the self appointed genius
Like alphalpha found a cult
The little rascals got a leader now to follow
Now they eating out the crease in my fist
I’ll swallow my pride whenever my mouth
Reaches my dick
Follow my lies I apoligize if my route leads to a ditch
But this is how I’m teaching the kids, I’m leaving ‘em ish

[Chorus: Realname]
The cleverman was sent to neverland by daddy
And I’m still sad about me only, that’s why I’m lonely
The cleverman was sent to neverland by daddy
And I’m still sad about me only, I’m a fucking phoney

[Verse 2: Teether]
I've flown over ocean and viewed the land from above it
Serpentine lakes and roads between
Fucking high how the ceiling so far from me
Many times I've paid the price so faithfully
Still the pockets full but not the bank account
Known to choke on broken dreams when it's dark out
So the arms out, no known whereabouts
So damn faded I thought I could take $4000 out
Fuck, I duck and dip, weave past the fences
In the fist a clump of dried leaves for the henchmen
Me and the homies spent leagues on the benches
So fortified inside, the words will bleed entrenchment
Miss me at the lecture taking notes in the back seat
We creeping through your sector, blowing smoke down the back streets

[Chorus: Realname]
The cleverman was sent to neverland by daddy
And I’m still sad about me only, that’s why I’m lonely
The cleverman was sent to neverland by daddy
And I’m still sad about me only, I’m a fucking phoney
Track Name: IT'S COLD
[Intro: &&]
I keep it lit
Tongue and cheeky shit
Mixtape in the barrel to stay warm
Living’ underneath the bridge
I jumped off it to bite the dust
And wound up eatin’ shit
And decided to stay there
Till my soundcloud got clicked
Lickin’ plates,
Quietly liftin’ gates,
Kickin’ entirely viable scheme up in ya kitchen baked
Stealin’ appliances some guy in the next room
With his window open
Lettin’ the smoke and the heat out
I better keep my wits about me

[Verse 1: Teether]
So damn cold by this window
Collecting rapid thoughts
And the spliff burnt out quite a while ago
Swear I can tell what's in em from the way that the soul glow
Mad stoned how it's so slow
When I'm posted up on the South coast
The walkway is flooded
So I've just lifted two past the elbows
Still cattle prodding fools down Snake Way like hell no
Realise I could trip and fall into hell at any time though
That's why I got it on the chest
Feels kinda like my own logo

[Chorus: Teether]
Sometimes I'm not ready for how it's cold out
When dizzy spells from heat distort my view inside this warm house
Couldn't be any colder than my age but it's high now
Pack heat, got some fire bars and some rolled loud

[Verse 2: Realname]
Stuck in a fuckin’ juxtaposition
Think of it one way but action it different
Tacticle acts of disgusting activity
Piggy backin’ my moral elasticity
Mad stiffy I act sissy but talk hard
Hitch hiking down the war path
The red and white on my shoulder keeping me torn apart
I’m a lava lamp in an esky,
Jumpin’ up and down in an empty room at the espy
Look ugly but feel sexy
Real messy old meals getting mouldy on my desk
Seein’ cloud shapes snowing in my bedsheets
Head deep in a dead sleep
Cold out of ten leaked on the tenth week 2017
EEK!
It’s going over your head
If you get to know me you’ll know I’m a fucking freak
And even though I’m as weak as a bird missing it’s beak
I could ruin your life with a fucking tweet better not speak shit
Boy,
A boy in the sea with no buoyency
Invisible in a room full of mirrors
My inner monologue always annoying me
I visit my old me for a year straight (straight)
Has it been long?

[Chorus: Teether / Realname]
Sometimes I'm not ready for how it's cold out
When dizzy spells from heat distort my view inside this warm house
Couldn't be any colder than my age but it's high now
Pack heat, got some fire bars and some rolled loud
Track Name: FAR
[Chorus: Teether]
So far it's been two wallets and I won't sleep 'til they rip the pockets
So far it's been two stores and I've seen far too much of them
So far it's been two days of each week that I'm completely honest
All bars and that's not common, that's a whole stack of that gold product

[Verse 1: Teether]
False start on that new new that you started on before they seen you
Claw marks and that C2 in the mirror view when you're trying to move
Whole mind be the object, so mild when they got it
Only fucking slow and stop signs in those pockets,
Yeah I've seen em
Resting like they're hands by they're genitals
Mine be slapping backs of fucking heads like tenants' rent is due
Bless them with the essence, I'm a rat avoiding peasants' steps
Still bounce before those lessons end, so much remorse and no respect

[Chorus: Teether]
So far it's been two wallets and I won't sleep 'til they rip the pockets
So far it's been two stores and I've seen far too much of them
So far it's been two days of each week that I'm completely honest
All bars and that's not common, that's a whole stack of that gold product

[Verse 2: Realname]
Yo, mouldy fruit, holes in boots
Cold feet when I stroll the streets
Beat on repeat, ease off the weed
Hungry can’t afford the munchies
Thinner than a drawn out bungy (cut it)
I’m made of clay and play doh
I’m alien, create a universe and use vaccumus space for my shadow
I made a bed on a moon too small to fit it
Pond too shallow, boots too big to fit ‘em
Head too big to kill ‘em
Nothing’s the matter but the motive that’s my motto
All these paths too paved to follow ‘em
Follow me, stuck in one place
Shove a bad omen right back in your face
This is my grace
No one is taking it no one replacing the shit that I make
A gift to myself in a ghost town
No one will listen I’m smitten It’s great
Good riddence is gone,
No one will miss him it’s beautifuly weak, isn’t it?
It’s too new to critique yet
You ain’t used to unique yet
Split the board while you pick up the pieces
Slip a board a free trip where the king sits
Like we ain’t here for the bling bitch
Like just give us the mic, flippin’ too birds
Cause the ring fits like
This is the life

[Chorus: Teether / Realname]
So far it's been two wallets and I won't sleep 'til they rip the pockets
So far it's been two stores and I've seen far too much of them
So far it's been two days of each week that I'm completely honest
All bars and that's not common, that's a whole stack of that gold product
Track Name: LIGHT'R FLUID
[Chorus: Teether]
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it

[Verse: Realname]
I cough when i smoke joints
lie a lot to the homeless
like sorry got no coins
order my coffee and go soy
i've no poise i look annoying
i've got no choice in, songs i hate my own voice in em
poisonous romeo flow
boy with Pinocchio's nose
oinkin' them porky pies, fire to the boiling point
wanna bite my shit? lick a porcupine bitch
dancin like a borderline twitch
whenever i open my mouth it's sort or like a disocial disorder i fidn it hard to draw the line between a joke and a problem
i was a bloke for a toddler
because i was broke a young age
developing dumb brains
being a bum pays off
seein a slump paid off
bein a dunce laid off
a month later becoming a dang boss
thank god
me and my fucked ways
fuck faced on a monday
hissy fit sicky chuckin ciggy butt brain

[Chorus: Teether]
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
All hail burns dripping lighter fluid
fiending for that spliff
stomach running on fumes but i'm used to it
Track Name: DAY OFF
[V1: Realname]
I conquer the sunset
With a bottle of rum having some drunk sex
And the both of us cum at the same time
Dance to the dubstep
Drunk on a winter night in a warehouse
Flunkin' exams becoming a man with her hair down
Crushin' a can with one hand in a hand stand
On a skateboard baked in a stairwell
With a scarecrow goin' to show and tell stoned
Wearing a black eye and a hickey
Chair in a backsliding around
Tearing these math guidances down
And MacGyvering splits in trees with use by stickers
Thick as thieves and exclusively sick disease
Ditching english and ticking Gs
Fried as frickin' chicken wings, writing
Raps and ripping jeans on wire fence
Avoiding ticket fees chased by insecurity
Just trying to take it easy
Try to be the coolest fucking guy your mates could be with,
Try to be the guy that ladies sleep with
Disguise my skinny body trying to hide a major weakness
Yeah, maybe I should've ate my Weet-Bix
But how good is a sleep in?
A shallow piggy dipping his foot in the deep end
Addicted to weed when he sees it his knees bend
When will the dream end?
A teenage bieverything trying to pretend I've never been seen red
Feeling blue eating green bread
Newly weds, young and stupid meatheads
Full weekends, pool tables and ritual pretence
Harder than it looks, that's what she said
Muck up day mattress squeaking fuck the fucking beep test
This is me best version of it, left at recess
And never went back
Started spitting and never went whack In his new shit
I adapted like pterodactyls from raptors
From Terras to Too Birds
Never was too scared to learn
Just too clever for class so kiss my ass

[V2: Teether]
It's soft close on the eyelids when I'm outside
And I've been feeling like a pirate how I'm fiending for that booty
And my motives been consuming me
Jazz cabbage and that saxophone solo
So for the moment, I'm not stressing 'bout the bread though
Watch him roll locomotive, Mr. Plowing snow
But not that cold cold
Flow slower like the mouth blow out indo
Disjointed like the words snap those elbows
Wall plugging loose jaws with a stern look
Shock collar plus the strength of that right hook
Eye colour blackening
The thought of one more is enough to break the packaging
Stewed herbs with the structure two thirds of the way
Never learn when they running out of verbs
Too Birds with the force of two herds
Swapped my whip for a hearse 'cause we put them in the dirt
Track Name: JAZZ ROOM (ft. )
[Chorus: Teether]
It's a jungle out there bro
Cats are hungry out there bro
I'm in here looking at it
It's a jungle out there bro
Cats are hungry out there bro
I didn't used to shout it

[Verse 1: Realname]
I enter the room on some enter the dragon shit
Who can I send to the tomb?
With no real intention
They receiving attention from you
We dance to the tune of my defensiveness
And the embarrassment caused in my attempt to pursue you
Truth told I'm a small dick bitch with blue balls cue the boo hoos
There's a beautiful truth in my ugly so ugly
Only a mother could love me
Forced to be funny cute
Used wit instead of a huge _____
Heads coin flip kisser goodbye
Like listen you're a good guy but nope
And this a good try but nope
Maybe next time, jokes
Next slide shows me in my element
Lonely with an elephant
With an ivory ring peace sign
The irony is excellent
I could be as sexy as you let me be
It's up to your eyes, I could be up to your eyes
For a limited time only it's only your dignity's price
A physical prize the winners are liars
It's dinner for lions

[Verse 2: Teether]
So overpromoted
Flowing off the dome will leave you toasted
Showed my bones broken
The best of those fools you won't go home with
The rest of em just going through the motions
Spray my AK full of notions
Every fool cop a round chest height
Truth bombs been blown
Now you've been terrorised
I've been exiled
Christ, that's a lonely night
That's a five for life
That's a got off light this time
Bells ring like what they taught you
All my damn memories
Left them at my old school
I spy Too Birds smoking herb down the oval
T gets snitched on
kick the stash to Dead Vandals
Not one for the tales
Please address me via e-mail
Hit me up for beats or at least links for chainmail
If you need a knight in armour
I could be your main male
And if you're thinking I'm a dick
Maybe I'll be your white whale
...All hell broke loose

[Chorus: Realname / Teether]
Track Name: RECOVER (ft. s.al)
[Intro: s.al]

[Verse 1: Realname]
The last dodo pogo stickin’ to that yoyo shit
What goes up’s gonna make the ozone rip bigger
Spliff flicker in a slow mo clip
Roach hit a slick of gas on the road blown bits
Appendages drift away shit just decays
If you’re concious all there is is today
Flow so rich flip a script raps sick of small fish
Sick ‘em rex with a diss track
Distracted stay strapped in to the mouse trap
With the street rats on a round slab by a heat lamp
In a sound lab at the brown mansion raccoon city
Licking a tomb kicking a tomb flickin’ the too birds switch
Heard it first live at the luwow starting a shoot out in a crowded saloon
Too birds slinging that new sound you can tune out to
2016 spittin’ it pristine listen

[Verse 2: Teether]
Spent appendages, pay the debt with em
10 payslips in and already I'm feeling down lately
So I fake sick how I shake to get faded
Yeah I'm saying that's a grave day when you throw shade at em
Well played by them
I'm so bored by the whole thing but I'm maintaining it
Too many bars into this and I'm rewriting it
So undecided 'bout every aspect of my life
Self doubt be the front lines
When I've been right, when I'm behind
Fine when it cremate in no time

[Verse 3: s.al]

[Outro: && / s.al]
The undead electric,
Crawl under the fences,
And come to the next city,

Outrun ‘em cause they get witty
The undead electric,
Crawl under the fences,
Track Name: PHUCK EM
[Verse 1: Teether]
I put an end to the burning truck
Swerving past peace saying "this is where you fucked up"
Out for lunch quick as hell with that mach punch
Snapping bones, floods begin to fill em all in one crunch
Another missed call, ring em back, I had a hunch
I didn't want to speak with 'em, and with good reason
Fools so baffled when I'm hanging up, fleeing
But cats are hungry out there when it's too birds season
Spiels burning inward from the ears to the dome
Spielberging visions 'til the cows come home
The whole night I've been weeded and on no-doz
To stop the dreams coming, gotta realise I have no hope
Existential crisis in a rental whip with no more tyres left
'cause I stray from the goals when absent minded, skidding
Spinning, faded, vomit, shit
What the fuck is this?
I smoke too damn much and hope that more blunts will fix it

[Verse 2: Realname]
Fishes, scaling every whale in the district
Dishes, painted for the maggots when they visit
Misses, pissed as kidney stones when I’m in sydney stoned
Missing christmas going to a show without tickets
I got a car that won’t drive still I sit in the seat
And get high till I’m drifting asleep
L plater p’d off growing up in a neighbour hood
That wasn’t great but good enough to raise a hoodlum in
Giving up what I could’ve been looking at spitting
Like a sugar stick like suck at it and bump it
Puffing a trumpet in the face of the public
Embarrassed by my passions by my hobbies and habits
A skeleton with a pot belly I’m hungry and famished
And I ain’t done till the damage is
Only begun in these parameters fuck em, a couple amateurs
Waving a gun at a canvas I ain’t done till the damage is (fuck ‘em!)

[Outro: Teether / Realname]
When in peril, do as the spirits do
Staring at my grave but my form is too cynical

My head is pointless, gutter-stomp my chest
Take a hint, you can open cans but i can take a hit, hitiful

Split riddles so clinical
I got my whole mind worried 'bout my net value

How you, ever gonna shake ‘em like fuck em
How you ever gonna scape it like fuck em (fuck em)
Track Name: HONEY
[Verse 1: Teether]
Sick of copping fucking earfuls and it's 3am
I'm hunched over keys, tapping tempos 'til I'm crashing them
I got the whip, I got the study so I'm in debt
Flip a quarter pack, an extra dollar every now and then
As always rock up late and double take, we got that same bag
These fools singing 'bout their riches when they polish rags
Health is optional, I'll squander all my wealth 'cause packs matter
Rich when purposeful, throwing ideas like racks at em
Who needs money when that booty thick and it's all for me
Honey on my mind 'cause I ain't bought it in some time
So know it's chia on the breakfast still
Flashed back a few years from that windowsill
It's me down there, not a care in the world back then
Swore to peers that I would be the fucking best of them
Now we all miserable, having crises at quarter life
self-medicating, fighting off depression with those shroom trips and dope highs
I'm alright sometimes, I'm alright
Tends to be at night time how I'm breathing fire to the sky
But it's melting now, I'm sitting on a bench with red and blue faces
Ghostly flesh wounds, I've seen them in the dirt and traced them
HOME

[Chorus: Realname / Teether]
I flip the script on the sitch like I switched my face
I’m addicted from just a taste of complacency
I flip the script on the sitch like I switched my face
I’m addicted from just a taste of complacency
I flip the script on the sitch like I switched my face
I’m addicted from just a taste of complacency

[Verse 2: Realname]
So when my calves get sore when I cark it
In my casket snoring the sunsets on the boulevard of my art
The shadow’s so dark it’s a task to pass it
Picasso’s ghost on some arsonist bars
Spitting that car sick flow my shit’s carcinogenic, get it?
Better dial for fire truck but don’t ask for no medic
You in denial I will combust and blow us to dust for the credit
So who the fuck these dude’s discussing who’s disgusting
You know the truth is ugly quit lying
Remove those saddles on tired horses you’re high on
Stupid humpty-dumpties climbing
Who’s side of the fence you gon’ die on?
I depended on smiling once fool me twice nice

[Chorus: Realname / Teether]
Like I switched my face
I’m addicted from just a taste of complacency
I flip the script on the sitch like I switched my face
I’m addicted from just a taste of complacency
I flip the script on the sitch like I switched my face
I’m addicted from just a taste of complacency
Track Name: STEPPE
[Verse 1: Teether]
As always, way too heavy handed with the spurs on
You're wrong, and I have contemplated life without song
So strong or evasive… I've nominated patience
as the virtue I'll place faith in, I lose sight when I'm aching
So I'm glad it is a rarity, TOO BIRDS as a remedy
To all my issues currently, money among other things
that disappear when set alight, my time will come if I survive
I'm safe if I just stay inside, I swear I thought I'd die that night

[Verse 2: Realname]
Barely house broken from a broken home
Broke liar like pinocchio with a broken nose
In that tight dark space that I call my own home
I was hoping I could genuinely do it
Hoping I would do it genuinely
Didn’t have it in me
Fork in the road and went the avenue that pinned me
Voodoo doll in a fucking toolbox
Big fish in a fish tank in a pool shop
Thinking I look hot so I swim to the cool spot
And drink myself up till this fish tank aint big enough for the two of us
Then my bubble pops
I act humble but I’m fucking not
Just so fucking good at acting humble when I’m coming off fool able
I’m a scarecrow in a human suit, my personalities a hula hoop spin it
Who are you kidding

[Verse 3: Teether]
How do I put into words the man that I know I am
So over-inspired, beats and flows so tired
Grab a pack and settle in, I swear to God I've never been
So damn productive, it's loud when I'm tucked in
Find me winding loose threads in empty space with a spool
generational, secured into place with hand tools
and a handful of arrows, I've been foreshadowed…
And I heard until it's done, I'm just a shadow

[Verse 4: Realname]
I don’t live to give a fuck
I only have it in me to forgive myself for not giving one
If given the chance I would drop this shit and run
For the opportunity to rob the loot, leave the job to you
Pop the boot for the pot of gold and cop the scrutiny for it
Instead of moving toward it
And working hard as my dad and end up getting nothing for it
What is the point of kicking a fuss up for it
Unless someone is kissing your knuckles for it
If I could afford forgiveness for my gluttonousness yeah imma cut a few corners
And you yawn as if you bored of this sureness inside you’re torn to bits
Taunted by compliments sure cause they wrong as shit, honest
Like to sound modest when I suck myself off
Might chuck myself off the top shelf of my obsession compression session
In confession booth sweating my shell off
Scabs in the scalp like fake tickets

[Verse 5: Teether]
It's 3 in the afternoon and I've been blasting Deathspell
My father heard the beat and voiced concern for legal matters
Told him don't worry, got a firm grip on ish I handle
A couple hidden kings inside the jacket for Dead Vandals
Told myself I'd stay awake because my will is never traceable
Consumption of the wounds opens the eyes to truths deplorable
Spend my nights chopping goddamn samples after dinner
How Toumani so swell on the kora? It don't matter

[Outro: Realname]
I get no sleep
Cause I count to sheep
My alphabet lacks those Zs