[Intro]
These are my father's children
Each one outshines the sun
[Verse 1]
It's still raining in Manhattan
Kinda funny, I'm the only person laughing
You think I'm saying sh** to only get reactions
But these somersaulting words can't find their footing or their traction
I think this waters been poisoned
Choose your colors, paint your flag and never hoist it
I can't recall the purposes of our voices
Rosepetal/pedal to the meddling of solitary noises
Seventeen and still breathing
Vile bile; s** the venom out and tweet it
A flesh wound can be treated
But everybody stay seated, uh
f** real life just keep it distant
No f**s to give when everything is instant
Lately I've been reminiscent
You can't play it back regress into an infant
[Pre]
If it's trouble that you want
It's trouble that you get
Give it a go
Give it a go
Do it alone, yeah
Done with the troubled world
[Hook: Son Lux & Boots]
Done with the troubled world
I'm done with the troubled world
[Verse 2]
My heart of love; no space
Full up; no chase
Pulled up; close race
Pale cheeks; ghost face
Dead Presidents; nation in abode bag
Full coverage but get your own toe tag
[Pre]
[Hook]