I remember what my life like
In pajamas and a nightlight
Frantic in a fright
When these phantoms wanna fight
Like a cannibal I bite mic’s
And you panic at the sight, right?
Misunderstanding that I’m mental
‘Cause the friends that I ran to
Was a pen and a pencil, shit
I’d be damned if a man knew
Who I am, what I’ve been through
So don’t tell me what I can’t do
Get frigid and I’m fidgeting
As I’ve been envisioning a little Vin
Stick thin in his brittle skin
Having trouble fitting in
The middle of a picture much bigger then
But friends would consider him
And the thumbs that he’s twiddling
Getting numb from the Ritalin
No one wonders what did him in but with a pen he’s scribbling
Getting rid of all the shit he’ll never give again
Dividends that it didn’t pay
Is evidence that he’s been astray
On the fence, feeling in the way
In a trance, he’ll just sit and sway
Did you know what he wouldn’t show?
Now tell me, did you hear what he didn’t say?
That he lives with pain, wish it didn’t stay
Like a stain, and he’s praying for a different day
Hey
I remember what my life like
In pajamas and a nightlight
Frantic in a fright
When these phantoms wanna fight
Like a cannibal I bite mic’s
And you panic at the sight, right?
Misunderstanding that I’m mental
‘Cause the friends that I ran to
Was a pen and a pencil, shit
I’d be damned if a man knew
Who I am, what I’ve been through
So don’t tell me what I can’t do
credits
from The Knew,
released March 28, 2018
Written by SUMiT
Produced by SINIMA beats
Sharp commentary, big hooks, and stunning melodies make the Minneapolis rapper, poet, and songwriter's latest solo LP a triumph. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2023