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The most vulnerable thing in the archive — Russell on his mother, on being alone in the world, then the mask snaps back on.
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Lyrics
Verse
Them haters think I'm probably some person
livin' in a fuckin' forest, in some cult of humans
still evolvin' from hunter-gatherer.
The truth is what I be bearin' — endearin' to endure,
I'm sharin' it, they fear me for it.
I really been really lonely in the world
for really caring 'bout her —
takin' care of kids. My mother probably hear my raps;
I always thought she isn't, but I just talked to her recently.
Kanye West don't even know he actually my blackest-skinned ancestor
from DNA tests I've done, done.
We all fuckin' say what we can't really find,
other than the hate we innately grew late in life —
still stickin' in our heads as clouds of ideas,
just to free ourselves, to be ourselves. So be us.
My mind crazier than the acid tabs I let dissolve inside my soul
to feel my role, missions on Earth: to kill the villains
killin' innocent victims.
NAH, I'M KIDDING. ...I DON'T WANT TO RAP ANYMORE. FUCK THIS. LOL.
Original lyric sheet (PDF) → The dated Samsung Notes sheet this song was written on.
Original home: OG NASA on BandLab →