DommeDamian is in the building, the villain's prime in high school Ain't spoke-in three years, now it's time that I rule My fuel, exceptional like an extra fly jewel I heard your spirit, and your talk talk; not cool Affectional experiences brought me to God Niggas ain't ready for up and coming Factory of RAAD The warm-up became who's making you lame Game-plot's getting hot with my KG-squad At-one must, two must, three must fear Up here, I appear wit-the peers Just hear, my flow, my vibe, my style honey Too much time on my hands, but time is money Feels good to be back Up in this bitch Feel me? Second verse yo Everyone is thinking that getting the stone of clout's they get ahead Was the stuff worth it? Smoke some weed instead Sick of these wannabe trappers that be making trash for a red-hot head-rock If you feeling blue, I'mma be keeping you tighter than my dreadlocks Stream-of-consciousness, straight outta Copenhagen Meme your thoughtlessness my spirit ain't out or broken, amen Everybody sniffin' Jesus for any reason Guzzle him, I'm about to crumble water in pieces Take my fire bars, you'd still make a poor line You's ten percent as good, so how much did ya enjoy mine? Y'all think inspiration ran dry, replying no I've Been to prison, because I'm guilty, for blowing your mind Lyrical criminal, loaded at the community Niggas don't compare, musically, to me The rap hall of game, is a walk of shame If they don't talk my name, I got all to blame Quick buck of lean meanwhile I'm doing Lorca This nature shit makes me a free man like Morgan Rhymes don't have a weakness, yours is just a fetus I'm here to cut your B.S., Ps: R.I.P. X And that's just how we do it You know what I'm sayin' Y'see this is a No stress zone No stress zone No stress zone No stress zone

Every time I get a little bit nervous around ya All my insecurities start talking up I wasted all this time Trying to convey myself (convey myself) But you don't hear me out Difficult to tell You say you like my company (yeah) But never wanna talk to me When your friends around Look across the room For who you think is cooler Yeah you see right through me Like I'm just a ghost to you you you Like I'm just a ghost to you you you What am I supposed to do do do When I'm just a ghost to you you you No I ain't psychic Am I bad timing What are you hiding Cause you're acting like I am just a ghost to you you you Like I'm just a ghost to you you you In my world you really don't seem to care about this (don't seem to care about this) Show me something 'cause it feels like i'm off your list (off your list) No you don't see me Unless you need me When none'ya friends around (nah) Look across the room Found somebody cooler Still you see right through me Like I'm just a ghost to you you you Like I'm just a ghost to you (oh no) you you What am I supposed to do do do (supposed to do) When I'm just a ghost to you you you (oh) No I ain't psychic Am I bad timing What are you hiding Cause you're acting like I am just a ghost to you you you So am I a ghost to you? (am I a ghost to you?)

on a dumb day, me and a friend went for a ride, bomb(a)y he drove and I sat down the soon to be sunday, oh yay the beach weren’t as green, gonna swim the benzine out of its spleen not that it’s something I haven’t seen on a dumb day on a smart night, me and my enemy went for apartheid I’m trying to fight a ghost but my friends says I’m playing pretend(,) to swim whilst holding toast standing up like a little coffee cup nothing huge, nothing wrong nothing eventful, everything nice let me bay my N.M.J. for another stupid dumb day

Yo, y'know sometimes We gotta give back to the animals They served us and died for us You know what I’m saying’ It’s not fair how we treat them man Way too imperfectly perfect to write a GOAT-verse Gorillaz ridin' with me but they won't curse Came on first, ragga-bull ducking to serve love here N.W.A said 'fuck the police' and I say fuck fear So many beaches, let me go deep Fishing for refrigerators, ain't chancing animals, please Some as pure as us not here as we speak You thinking of booty ant I'm bearing a thrill Odyssying markables if's I'm for real Happiness is birthed by nature, not buried in a pill Hawking up the hill, cup your lover first News sweeping the nation, I wanna stop the curse Global heat, can we upfuck another burst? Balanced 70 frogs, walk the rubber dirst Confidence of a xerus and all my brother's thirst Got so much green and I'm talking Mother Earth Hear me out, man hear me out Let's save all of, let's save all of Our animals, our animals Why do we abuse our animals? Why do we abuse our animals? Man, it happens, it happens (Why do we abuse our animals?) They do it all day like a habit Because I'm lacking that bit of braggin' Just came back from watching How To Train Your Dragon, that movie had it Knocked my teeth of criticism out warmly Used to always be feeling left here like Wall-E Great to be brown, just outside community Expectations ruining what everything should've be Kind of like The Office in Metropolis, for every pop bitch I realized how dope Hop is Apple-grabbing, now younger than yesterday a consequence Don't blow the glow below my consciousness Giraffe in the room ready to look after ya As I could wish they'd make it rain in Africa Amaze at the buffet, spark 'fore he speak He orders Ghost Pepper 'cause he are we eat (huhhuh) But, then he gave it to the man next-door And 8-20 chicken feet Implanted tender of your friends, you disappoint your highness Instead of thinking of climate, we focus on diamonds Passionately uncut, did we just switch the topic? Aesthetic approach to the max, aight we got it Hear me out, man hear me out Let's save all of, let's save all of Our animals, our animals Why do we abuse our animals? Why do we abuse our animals? Why do we abuse our animals? Y’know It’s not fair Y’know

Hop up in a truck, boy feeling brand new Fuck a remedy, boy feeling brand new Shawty wanna flirt, boy feeling brand new I just copped a shirt, boy feeling brand new Second handed shop, I don’t want no perfume Wanna grow a palm tree in the next room (ayyy) Going for the top, Imma bout to debut I don’t wanna stop, just to do what they do (nah) I be doing me, even when they test you You don’t give a fuck, Imma beat it outta you (bitch) Homo outta Mars, Mercury and Neptune Get a fam a crib, boy God bless you (peace) Wanna help ‘em out, he gone protect you Don’t be judging me, post 2022 Acting like a soft boy, underwater moon (underwater moonlight) Best part of the dream, wake up in the bedroom What?, (What?), Ayyy, Yeah Ayyy, (What?), Ayyy, Ayyyy, What? Take a blunt (yeah) B a blunt (uh) Motherfucker (brrr brrr) Dirty pop (uh) Women up Brother group (yeah) Stroke enough (what?) Get a bee (ay) Coconut (ay) In the streets (uh) We go walk On the beach Shawty love coconut (uh) Shawty love coconut (uh) Shawty love coconut (yeah) Shawty love coconut (what?) Michael Jack’ innocent P.M.T., keep the faith (yeah) Everybody Squidward Don’t nobody Spon(ge)bob Everything is mind, Recreational (uh) I don’t want no clout (uh) That’s a bad drug (what?) Stop blocking sun Gazing at the sky (ay) Never get enough (uh) Arecaceae Arecaceae, weather plantation Arecaceae, weather plantation Want the beef neighbor, this’ll be your last year Arecaceae, weather plantation Everybody Squidward Don’t nobody Spon’ bob

Take 3 Lost cause, cut a tie Toxicity, fuck your life, relationships, butterknife Ajax and hijacks, the frost wit’ a new swing, hi Jack Fruity channel, spyglass, scream as we hit the climax Eleventeen, sticking together All of my mood swing with the weather Heaven’s dance floor getting wetter Manifest a life I wanna enter Better, moments be true to yourself Takin’ a pot up and fuck on the shelf Rhymin’ potatoes are ringing a bell Knowledge of self, well (uhm) Strive for God, imperfection, to love my inner reflection ‘Duce the conversate, let’s go meditate My soul needs Jesus’ protection Gullible equals lovable, but taking advantage of me I ain’t gone fuck wit’ u, enough of you Remedy no longer huggable, no respect When you talk like this Leaving when you go on like this Determining presence, be it a blessing Make it through the essence, rock eyelids I can do what I want, ain’t no stopping me Wit’ a life so sick, rehab gave up on me

i was all alone, when we met at the back a suburban rave a stranger in this world, i am you communed as we left and ran frolicing through the night it’s like i knew you all my life take it to the city center there’s the waffle shop, and we enter price seems lower at 2am you feel i hear what you’re saying frolicing through the night it is like i knew you all my life all my life with our fingers entwined here we are, as the stars collide let’s take a step outside

Man. I've come to discover thatI spend too much of my life trynna astonish people Increasing isolation and the insanity, now to the point where it should be illegal However, it's not only 'bout impressing the outer world, but more of myself Yet when I overwhelm others,I really do not impress me, and it doesn't go well And maybe as some of the deeper emotions, that tells me I have been able to impress y'all It's something that they all are saying so I just don't have to feel like Imma mess But I do, no matter what,'cause I read you and I've not been impressive Or is it me guessing, as my unhappiness keeps getting more intensive? Everytime that I go out in public, everytime I try to talk to a person Who's not my mom or a close friend, I subconsciously try to amaze, getting me nervous Right words, how I look, appearance, etc. I'm so tired of it When I'm attempting, then I can only tell 'em how I feel, and that I've hit the bottom And that is really not something to arouse someone with, that's an excuse To get sympathy from them instead of impressing them accurately, do not refuse Damian, do not refuse, you're simply so weak that you claim it abuse You won't be able of winning or even playing the game, you're gonna lose Nobody reads me, nobody needs me, nobody sees me for who I am I am a ghost, basically I am a ghost, no one understands Hating myself, hating myself, all my life I been hating myself Impossible to be carefree at any time, and nobody can help Why, are expectations so high, all in my head? Why do people keep judging me?, filling me with stress Self-conscious, shaking to the core on stage, technique replaced wit' judgement hits me back in a cage The brightness won’t age, but my self-hatred never seems to engage? Whether'd be two people flirting, or kissing, my lack of humor, or lack to impress myself or others, when I play some music and somebody cringes, it affects me People be giving the Billie Eilish look at me in my eyes I hate the things that is telling me I’m dirt, simultaneously, you think I'm ugly you right! Embarrassment after embarrassment, I feel my demons attacking Got lots of emotions, but learned to mask 'em, so supreme, i’m trapped in my own acting Trying intentionally to break character, but that makes it further gloomy Cause I only can deliver aggression, it's a wicked game and an awful movie The impressure creates insecurities, I try to tell and show it but cannot Something preventing from doing it right, prolly the demons I'm battling now Insecurities and self-consciousness, always too near it I want to cry, as a reminder of my human spirit There is not a single moment where I can fully feel like myself Or in control, as I'm in traffic, the wrong times, I'm not well Where I cannot do the conversations, not having words to impress 'em Caught in the devil's session, locked out of heaven, with insecurity-driven depression I'm the most self-conscious introvert I know, fills my head entirely And I cannot say anything out about it, and words are words, that's the irony *I'm a little nervous* that doesn't come out the right way, they won't understand Man, they won't ever understand, I've tried all that I can I don't really plan to drop this, and I'm still nervous of what y'all is gotta pick out Flaws, hypocrisies, and whining ‘cause when I feel it or hear it out It's so mentally stitching, this is my feelings of humanism It's not ego, but fact is I cannot take the micro-atom of criticism Don't get it twisted, this is not about social media or how I look on social media because I don't care about social media. This is about life. This is about how I enjoy living. How I enjoy music. Like, how I enjoy music is always me trying to put up a show in front of non-existent people, people I'm imagining. Like, when I put up a record in my home then I'm imagining my bedroom as a stage and the crowd is in the back of my bedroom. And I'm performing the song for the people. And if the crowd ain't feeling it, then it's not a good song, and I'm not a good performer. I am a cringe human being. And I have been feeling this way for years. Like maybe 12-13 years. And it's the same when I'm in the car; I need to be careful. I need to act cool, and not vibe out too much to the music that I'm playing because if I do, then people will start cringing at me and it freaks me out on the inside. I literally feel like my freedom has been taken away from me. And it's all sorts of art, it's not just music. Like when I'm watching a movie, then I'm picturing me as one of the characters and if the character ain't good enough or likable enough then the movie isn't good, and I'm not good. And when it actually comes to like having conversations in the public or to strangers, then I get SO nervous and self-conscious. It's about this unknown game that I can never play because. It needs to be done naturally and how can I do it naturally if I'm thinking about it all the time? The only game that I'm playing is automatically trying to chase people's admiration and respect. Like, the real me. The carefree me who doesn't care about people's opinions, he's buried alive underground. And it's impossible to dig him up because it's not getting any better. Anytime. And I've tried. But I failed!

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Spoilers: we all die in the end