TOUR

Is it ready? Oh, yeah So, it was like one of the, like, most, like Weird, like, unique show any of us have done So, like, you actually got to do your show though? Yeah (Yeah, oh, yeah) Fuck yeah though, that's all I wanted to know, fuck yeah (They got to, like, do double their show, haha) Oh, shit Okay Yeah, haha (It was sweet) Nah, like, a lot of weird shit just Happened in the moment tonight (Yeah) That was kinda like the theme of the night, was just genius happening Shit happened, we're just gonna go with it We're— It is what it is... (It was crazy how it went) I just got home from tour and I'm very sick My apologies to you niggas that gerk if I don't yell Fuck it, I figured I'd make some Music for me, you know what I'm sayin'? Yuh, yuh, yuh, huh Bitch, I just got home from tour and it's so hot in this apartment What the fuck a darkie gotta do to start shit? Flying out to Utah Then I transfer Oer to Charolette Niggas drove for seven hours just to hop inside of our pit Spider on my arm, my nigga wielding a guitar pick Patrick in the van with Fl.vco, Eddy in the star whip Drive to Cincinnati, know I'm sick making a far trip Just got home from tour and I'm already seeing hardship Just got home from tour and there's some bugs inside my bed frame I can't even sleep or get some rest inside my head, mane I just wanna blow up, throw my mattress in a red flame Yelling in Columbus, motherfucker got a dead brain Mad while I'm performing 'cause you hurt by what I said, pain So many miles, I will not be bullied by you, insane Performing on the street in Detroit, ain't a fucking fed came Spider Gang, the niggas vandalizing, black and red paint Just got home from tour and there's some mold in my refrigerator Summer in L.A. with no AC like an incinerator I met up with Evan the Red Headed, he's an innovator Riley is a savage, he's a video proliferator Just got home from tour, I got no food and no clean water source Dirty Butt, and Mazi, Apollo, Naheem, Kaka of course Suicide and I perform together and we slaughter yours Please, come get your baby girl The crew can make your daughters whores "Hey, why you say darkie?" People coming up after the show Because that is my name and it is beautiful to me, you know Dillinger says I am black, but I do not believe him though Bitch, there ain't a single person you can go compare me to I am not an Indian, I'm scary, brave, and hairy nude I been off the lean, a little molly, in a Saiyan mood Niggas want the hate to leave, but they too scared to say it, dude Just got home from tour and I'm depressed like all the rest of us I might smoke some weed after I'm better 'cause my chest is puss I'ma play the teacher and I'll see just what my lesson does Shoutout Alex, Luna, Grant, and Jess, know they ain't pressing us I don't perform at festivals yet, but just wait and observe I'm absurd? You're the human being controlled by a word I'm trying to leave the past behind us make a difference People every color in my audience, deliverance Dividends, Quaalude's in our livers, feel like bigger men Chilling with my niggas and we lit up like a wicker man Villain spilling Miller Lite I gotta succeed, my patti got some bad arthritis And it might as well be me, I'm in a field crying on Wendigo Screaming up at heaven, motherfucker, tell me when to go Just got home from tour don't tell me this is not the gutter Nigga, you don't know where I been, nigga, you is not my brother I'm with Spider Gang, we making art like nobody, no other This the future, bitch, I just got home from tour, the Earth is mother Yuh Lil Darkie is the NSA No way, have him say something else Tell me how much you hate me, bro I— I don't hate you, I just— Just fuck off I think they're using this side bro (Are they?) Yeah, they're using the shoulder, you're boxed I don't think we're getting over, there's a firetruck Yeah, that's a yellow firetruck Bro, that nigga said, "Move!"