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“It’s poison in that apple,” my mirror sighed to me.
Student found my SoundCloud. Said he was gettin high to me.
At age seventeen, it woulda seemed so fly to me,
but I’m grown and told him, “No, you really shoulda lied to me.”
Used to force the issue. Now it slides to me.
Knew a lot of Toilet Tishas ‘fore my sisters
played Aquemini to me. Remember Ricky and Ced would
drive to me. Ricky said, “The cops was Superman punchin Ced up out his ride” to me.
Nothing holy in the story’s other side to me.
Light hit my homies’ eyes. It turned em blind to me.
Why fame has always tasted like a sour lime to me. Even when
I’m teachin, my brain is pagin phrases and rhymes to me.
Tired of who shruggin and mutterin, “I tried” to me,
Arms around the huddle, and frontin like they won’t glide from me.
My lady said, “If you’re stressed, you can cry to me.”
Told her, “Nah,” cuz it was too much pride to me, so

HOOK (x2):
I’ll work this out. I might tear a muscle
What I’m hurt about? I’ll answer if I trust you.
I still might be lyin’ cuz you’re just gonna ask if you can help
but I’m a carry it myself. Carry-carry it myself.

The weight’s just a plate, and the food isn’t new.
Bad days are a cake, slicing smooth through the blues,
With my shoes on the coffee table, draggin all the dirt.
At my best, laughin off the worst. Grabbin on my shirt.
Got a handle on this baggage, keep it rollin in my wake,
Any low is like the clothing, I’ma fold it into place.
With these stones upon my shoulders. I’ma hold em til they break,
If it’s bone or if it’s boulder, I won’t notice til I ache.
So my face rock a smile. It’s a style--that’ll change
When the season pass away, cuz my ego Faberge.
Fragile frames on these rose-tinted lenses. My expressions
are confessions. I’m hopin my homies know to hold they questions.
Answers off-the-record. Calls rejected as a resume
Remember: age has a way of shreddin armor to negligee.
Shadowbox a featherweight. My own self-fulfilling prophet,
And lately I been feelin led astray, but

HOOK (x2)

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from Trapdoor, released November 23, 2021
(A. Levin, D. Zunikoff)

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