Get My Halo

The birds continue singing even if they don't support or understand me.

Expressing frustration or a sense of despair, questioning why someone who dislikes them doesn't take more extreme measures.

Feeling misunderstood and unseen by others for who they truly are.

Striving to be attractive or likable, putting effort into making a positive impression.

Referencing the challenges and difficulties faced in life, using "pimp" as a metaphor for navigating obstacles.

Financial difficulties expressed, but having a significant amount of marijuana ("indo").

People consistently inquire about personal information, possibly feeling invasive or intrusive.

Seeking guidance or protection from higher forces, wanting to achieve a state of purity represented by a halo.

HighJak reflects on experiences, challenges, and motivations, emphasizing perseverance in the face of adversity.

I went straight to a rave. I'm in a maze with a nosebleed.

I can't tell these mothafuckas what I gave to be holy.

How bout all my fuckin friends who acting like they don't know me.

I did it all for the M's and the gems, and the homies.

Tell myself that I'm the greatest when my head hit the pillow.

Tell myself that Imma make it when I'm staring out the window.

Ain't really nothing new. This is always how it's been bro.

When they try to put us down we bounce back like hello.

Chorus repeats earlier sentiments, reinforcing the struggles and desires mentioned in the previous lines.

The birds stay chirpin' even if they don't feel me.

If you hate me that much, why don't you just go kill me?

They'll never understand. No, they'll never see the real me.

Doing all I can. I'm just tryna be appealing (yeah)

You know it's hard out here for a pimp bro.

Money movin' slow, but got pounds of the indo.

They always asking questions, always tryna get my info.

Been praying to the angels, I'm just tryna get my halo, yeah.

DMAD shares personal experiences, growth, and success, highlighting a transformation and distancing from fake friends.

Takin' breaks from my dreams while im sleepin.

Touchin' hearts make em all pledge allegiance.

I watched angels turn into demons,

As I turned into that mothafucka they all believe in (hey!)

But it ain't nothin to me.

I hit a broad from broadway, man my life a movie.

My old friends are all fake actin' like they knew me.

Now everybody know me. No need to introduce me.

I turned my vision to a mission; turned ambition to commission.

I got pockets full of digits, but I'm not gon' get specific.

You can start, my bro gon' finish.

That's cuz bosses don't get in it.

Let the birds keep flockin'. All my homies breadwinnin' (goddamn!)

Chorus repeats, reinforcing the central themes of challenges, perseverance, and the pursuit of a better life.

The birds stay chirpin' even if they don't feel me.

If you hate me that much, why don't you just go kill me?

They'll never understand. No, they'll never see the real me.

Doing all I can. I'm just tryna be appealing (yeah)

You know it's hard out here for a pimp bro.

Money movin' slow, but got pounds of the indo.

They always asking questions, always tryna get my info.

Been praying to the angels, I'm just tryna get my halo, yeah.