Lyrics
It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning
Describes the setting of a cold Monday morning in Georgia.
Space heater tappin' out, there goes my saving grace
Relies on a space heater for warmth, a crucial comfort.
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Credit to J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, the music production team.
A danger to myself, I'm my worst opponent
Acknowledges personal struggles, being one's own adversary.
So playin' safe is pointless, just join me if you joint-less
Being cautious isn’t worthwhile, inviting others to join despite lacking.
I coin shit while I'm coin-less
Creating despite lacking the resources.
I see shit 'cause I'm D-List
Perceiving things differently due to being underestimated.
It's funny how the ones that lived to kill us died to keep us
Reflects on ironic situations where those aiming to harm end up perishing.
Wow, wow, wowzers, uppercut y'all downers
Expressing surprise at defeating negative attitudes.
Fucking up y'all browsers
Causing disturbance in others’ internet browsing.
Nothing but down-Southers and caged lovers
Refers to people from the southern states and those confined in relationships.
So all you first timers be prepared to change covers
Advising newcomers to prepare for change.
Bloody blanket's all I made while fuck niggas was cranking yanks
During a violent era, only creating bloody memories while others indulged.
We was young and dumb, busted Reebok, Dickie suit thuggin'
Recalling reckless youthhood in specific attire and behavior.
Just a Zone 4 nerd with some Zone 1 cousins
Being a 'nerd' from one area but linked to a different one through relatives.
And a North Side bitch that you fucking
Involved with someone from another area, but complications arise due to family conflicts.
But can't love her 'cause her father hates you
Emphasizes the challenges faced due to family disapproval in a relationship.
'Cause of problems he got with her mother
Problems stem from parental conflicts affecting the relationship.
And your mind still kinda childish, but you pushin' six feet
Despite aging, the mindset remains immature due to past trauma.
So mommy's daddy put the shotty to your face at sixteen
Recalling a threatening incident from youth involving a gun.
And as a child you worshipped TIP because of Killer Mike's reaction
Admiration for T.I.P. due to Killer Mike's reaction during childhood.
Cd player at the bus stop, candy paint passin'
Memories of listening to music at a bus stop amidst vivid scenes.
I never been a pacifist, too far from the Pacific
Disinclined towards pacifism, distant from the Pacific region.
Live in alternate dimensions I created as a child
Creating alternate realities during childhood as a coping mechanism.
I'm often way too lost in my schizophrenic thoughts
Being deeply engrossed in erratic thoughts due to schizophrenia.
Visit mama and my faith is reinstated by her smile but
Rejuvenation and reassurance received from a mother's smile.
Since I'm a 90's baby I'm automatically crazy
Labeling oneself as 'crazy' due to being a child born in the '90s.
I'm callin' audible plays on the daily just to survive
Navigating life's challenges by making constant adjustments.
I got a tribe of little brothers in the hood that I inspire
Acting as a positive influence on younger siblings in the neighborhood.
Light the fire when they look into my eyes
Inspiring others through personal determination reflected in the eyes.
And when they ask me where I been at
The verses repeat themes of isolation, seeking solace in music, and reflecting on personal struggles.
I just be like over there
-'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone
-With my headphones on, I don't care
-And when they ask me where I been at
-I just be like over there
-'Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone
-With my headphones on, I don't care
-Same old lost boys lookin' for a home
-Startin' fires under viaducts
-Now I ain't made that much, just some angel dust
-A couple zany fucks with the lay up ducks
-Caught up on the rainy day of course
-Colder than them days chasin' after the drinking gourd
-Make it on my work and make the world agreed no court
-Never catch me lyin' on my back too much like casket doors
-Never catch me lyin', my daddy told me who that was for
-Pockets swollen still on my stomach lyin' on grandma's floor
-Dodging all you stand-by whores
-And we ain't saying much, man, that's that lovely noise
-Carvin' out my head the space to think, man, that's that lovely boy
-I stashed some pres' in a bottle and chucked it overboard
-I got to clock in fifteen days and nights 'til I can't roll no more
-'Til that thing hit the shore, 'til I'm Siamese with the force
-'Til if I really wanted, I could get Siamese with the Porsche
-But what I really want is my nigga for niggas to live long
-And I pray on the daily my nig' for niggas who do me wrong
-'Cause we all know what happens when niggas can't get along
-Before the opposite, we gotta slap our thinkers on
-Ali, Ali, show me a boxer I ain't dookie on
-Part lucid, part emcee, part mystery shit to be solved
-Battle through the fog, 110 through the smog
-3:10 in the night, I'm screenin' booty calls
-I'm plastic going through her drawers, tryna' feel withdrawals
-They fiending our demise shine, what we gon' do with y'all?
-And when they ask me where I been at
-I just be like over there
-'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone
-With my headphones on, I don't care
-And when they ask me where I been at
-I just be like over there, ('cause, man)
-'Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone
-With my headphones on, I don't care
-And when they ask me where I been at
-I just be like over there
-'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone
-With my headphones on, I don't care
-And when they ask me where I been at
-I just be like over there, ('cause, man)
-'Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone
-With my headphones on, I don't care
-Where I been at
-Over there
-Where I been at
-Over there
Continuing the pattern of seeking solace elsewhere.
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