Two days since I slipped into the trek
Twenty miles out folks already laughing at my dialect
Jesus, it's my appearance I suspect that they reject
Parents shouldn't let the kids hear this
Unless they ready to confess fucking up their success
And don't tell me that it's all for the...
And don't tell me that it's all for the...
What's that I see?
Coasting, floating upon the horizon
A Cutlass Supreme screams to a halt next to me
Driver says "need a ride son?"
So I squeeze into the back seat
And one of three passengers passes me
What know must be a tab of LSD
And I'm free
Relaxed, unburdened, I'm free
Kick back so hard I feel my feet hurting
Watch the upholstery turn from pink to green
Sun setting at our backs
Watch the rear view burning
What's that I see?
Hot and sweaty but we don't crank the AC
Nobody asking "hey, what you want to be?
What you going to be ain't never going to amount to me"
What's that I see?
I ain't got no place to be.
What's that I see?
JPEGMAFIA follows November's EP! with this aptly titled release that explores distrust, anguish, and mental health. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 12, 2021