[Verse 1]
It's December seventeen and I'm cooking up
Broke even this year but I'm looking up
Twenty seventeen, everything rest in peace
Effigies of false idols falling as you look 'em up
Windowpanes more foggy than my brain
Haven't been outside in days, I been sharpening my fangs
I been knocking out the bangers, I been plotting out my reign
I been living in a forest, I been living off quarters
Been feeling Thom Yorke, but I'm still Tom Solar
No radio in my head, I'm still on boulder
Night Lovell, no Adele, keep it local
Inspired by the dark but I bleach it for the hopeful
Trying to arrange fake brags over rags
Thinking it's deranged I do it for the dames and the dangs (but I love it)
I gotta focus on my range
The dope is in the trunk but you gotta pull the gauge
[Hook x2]
I been silent on the outside (oh)
I been working on my silo
Staying up, underground, no you can't touch
I get high when the sky low
[Verse 2]
Flu season, pneumonia, blues creeping
My tooth beating out a Morse code, yo I lose speaking
The booth weeping when I spit up a bit of a blood clot
Rib in a bit of a tough spot, stuck in a bit of a rough plot
My story's on the go, I don't know the outcome
I'll live my life before I put it on an album
Every hum on my tongue's a battle drum
I comb for ideas when my bones like a catacomb
He ain't supported me yet so I left my dad alone
The cloud got my back now, I let my data roam
My bio don't reveal I never left my child home
I'm just a loner tryna open up the bio-dome
Think I been growing agoraphobic, I feel it
I check for twitter followers more than hours and minutes
My supplier know me better than my sibling
No wonder people think I got a sour incentive
[Hook x2]
I been silent on the outside (oh)
I been working on my silo
Staying up, underground, no you can't touch
I get high when the sky low