[DIO_G_SOL]

jus tryna find my way outside the maze
the lab inside a labyrinth inside a cave inside a cage
s'all decayin by the day
the more that shit change
the more it stay the same

in the morning burn the J
took many L's to the face
the fate pumpin the gait
say goodbye to the good times
turnin out they was fakes
we all grow in the same bowl
still been runnin away
still been runnin away
i still been runnin away

wise words said times will always change the same

glossin up my good side look at my face

jus tryna have a good time
look at my face
jus tryna have a good time running away
look at my face
etc.


[SILK ANIMUS]

halo made of gray soot
congratulations straight from facebook
i'm lookin slimy in great merch
hundred acre wood n its watchin over the supermarkets
i been bored in a few apartments
twiddling thumbs
now i'm wasting a ritalin buzz
the shit i'm hearing is not discourse i will be apart of

never have a concert
but i might get a show
its all ups and downs perform my heart out while they converse

all ups and downs

i hold the highs by their collars makin large work
i design the guard shirts
painted the turf blue
right out my gourd but i know worse dudes

you can be really nice or really sad you gotta pick one
walked away from the tascam to get fixed up
like pierre schaeffer, im always workin with a drink glaciered
wake up, the dream hates ya
ya mcm wears seatbelts shits basic
girls that love cigarette cases keep smoking in my car

i soak up germs every day
mezcal harder to find the right words every day
any hill i put my eye on is a hill that i can die on
i cant fall asleep because i cant find a dry spot
silk animus
cant find a dry spot

you can suffer i'll watch


[BACKSLIDER]

yuh, backslider back in the fray
when i smoke on a blunt i’m fadin myself in a daze
i'm walkin out of my own cell then facin my hell in a cage
a bitch in wolf’s clothing i know thats just the role that i will play

for the capitalist class, yea i been shakin my ass
my conscious too heavy off the shit that happened in the past
watch the dollars pour in and feel my soul spill fast
hear hollers in my brain, can’t keep up with any task

ask me, what you feelin
have you been to the depths,
is your mind really reelin
peel n exhale out a breath
remind myself i’m alive
remind myself of the breadth
remind myself of my worth
remind myself that i’m dead

thinkin of the times that i was homeless
find myself feeling rather hopeless
hone in on my trauma on a thursday
trudge to the friday just to get paid
they feed us crumbs to trick and placate
the fuck a weekend but a small taste
we run this shit so why the shrunk wage
we built ourselves into this whole maze