[00:00.055]I see how y'all be trying to front, man y'all be fronting, man
[00:18.754]Been a bit since Mu died
[00:20.970]Been a lot more loss in the wake
[00:23.194]I recall thinking, "Someday, someone's gonna say it's all from the same cause and effect"
[00:26.581]And I just couldn't fathom blaming a whole new page on a made-up chain reaction
[00:30.242]Each claim individual peaks and pockets
[00:32.352]Pains and a slew of unique nuances
[00:34.424]Nah mean? When you wake up eight years non-responsive
[00:37.300]It's a lot to process
[00:38.727]Gone from a happier jack-in-the-box
[00:40.808]To a package of clogged up chakras
[00:42.768]Oh, shazbat! Not the "ever after" he wanted
[00:44.546]From the "Once upon a time, dot, dot, dot"
[00:46.467]Once upon a time, he was so much more
[00:48.356]Than a punchline for his own potshots, ah
[00:50.313]Watch the Impossible Kid
[00:51.873]Everything that he touch turns promptly to shit
[00:54.176]If I zoom on out, I can finally admit
[00:55.863]It's all been a blur since Mu got sick
[00:58.493]None of the subsequent years stood a chance
[01:00.359]Whether you his moms or his mans
[01:02.037]Whether you his pops or his girl, I was poison
[01:04.049]Heart full of canines, head full of voices
[01:05.801]Whole life trying to quiet 'em down
[01:07.800]Like a suicide king with a knife in his crown
[01:09.708]Hounds at bay, but they just won't stay
[01:11.699]True friendship in a tugboat way
[01:13.660]A go dark in the face of the f***ed
[01:15.633]When the f***ed was a friend, that was basically done
[01:17.690]Into the woods go his alien tongue
[01:19.615]It was that or a textbook faking of funk, and I can't
[01:22.557]Here go the hindsight:
[01:23.781]Eight years been one long blindside
[01:25.722]I could pinpoint seven more turns that occurred 'cause he never really healed from the first
[01:29.447]Oh, what a world, any hack is a myth
[01:31.393]Any dap is a joke, any map is a trick
[01:33.233]Any graph is a hoax, ease on down
[01:35.318]I'm burning up, I'm bleeding out
[01:37.749]Knowing ain't half the battle—that's a bullshit quip written by some a*****e
[01:41.838]You can own what you are and still sit around stoned in your car
[01:44.855]Not doing shit, halfway to nil
[01:46.683]Cranky and waiting for a boss key and hat full of bills
[01:50.811]Get out the car, Aes

I see how y'all be trying to front, man y'all be fronting, man
Been a bit since Mu died
Been a lot more loss in the wake
I recall thinking, "Someday, someone's gonna say it's all from the same cause and effect"
And I just couldn't fathom blaming a whole new page on a made-up chain reaction
Each claim individual peaks and pockets
Pains and a slew of unique nuances
Nah mean? When you wake up eight years non-responsive
It's a lot to process
Gone from a happier jack-in-the-box
To a package of clogged up chakras
Oh, shazbat! Not the "ever after" he wanted
From the "Once upon a time, dot, dot, dot"
Once upon a time, he was so much more
Than a punchline for his own potshots, ah
Watch the Impossible Kid
Everything that he touch turns promptly to shit
If I zoom on out, I can finally admit
It's all been a blur since Mu got sick
None of the subsequent years stood a chance
Whether you his moms or his mans
Whether you his pops or his girl, I was poison
Heart full of canines, head full of voices
Whole life trying to quiet 'em down
Like a suicide king with a knife in his crown
Hounds at bay, but they just won't stay
True friendship in a tugboat way
A go dark in the face of the f***ed
When the f***ed was a friend, that was basically done
Into the woods go his alien tongue
It was that or a textbook faking of funk, and I can't
Here go the hindsight:
Eight years been one long blindside
I could pinpoint seven more turns that occurred 'cause he never really healed from the first
Oh, what a world, any hack is a myth
Any dap is a joke, any map is a trick
Any graph is a hoax, ease on down
I'm burning up, I'm bleeding out
Knowing ain't half the battle—that's a bullshit quip written by some a*****e
You can own what you are and still sit around stoned in your car
Not doing shit, halfway to nil
Cranky and waiting for a boss key and hat full of bills
Get out the car, Aes