The Light

[Intro] Oh, it's a gnat in here Get out of here, gnat You got something to tell me, gnat? You got something you want to tell me, gnat? Huh? Alright [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] Cuff my nuts, place myself on house arrest Locked in, judge, jury, bailiff, bet When it rains, I'm dry, sun shines, I'm wet Push up demons, fuck it, doin' 'bout 50, 11 sets Ignoring your texts like sweet babies who cry in the church Or if your partner got popped yesterday and school come first My favorite color's yellow, maybe 'cause I'm mellow And I got so much style, it's probably 'cause I'm ghetto My mommy never cooked a Cosby dinner And often times I took a L for Mrs. Winters But I'm getting off the subject Off the boat, got my luggage but the quote Pack light starts to echo through my mind So I'm rushing now, hushing now Laid my suitcase down like prom night Zipped it open started pulling out Tossin' memories, socks, thoughts who pretend to be Boxer briefs, pants, pictures of frenemies killing me [Chorus: Johnny Venus] To make room, room, room, for the light Lately I been sober, chasin' new highs Cut the cord to my bungee You can be yourself, don't be shy Take your time, don't you rush things [Verse 2: Mick Jenkins] Thought I bought a Rollie, but forget that, I didn't need it Just let that holy water wash over my Caesar dressing Like that Thursday in November, know that they'll remember style Boil it then let it simmer down, we blowing smoke between the breeze The twists are Senegalese No more Backwoods blown, we ride the rings of memories We wired the intricacies of our logic, no hands in my pocket Still got my hand on my weapon He more Malcolm than Martin, a bit more Baldwin than both You need a cauldron for mixing a black man's soul into soup So many fishbowls can't cope, you cracking jokes 'bout the soap We more concerned with the truth You niggas burning the booth, these niggas burning the wick at both ends Fade to black I'm ghosting in the light Lately I been waking up at night, tryna to beat the day Overconfident, I can't be Issa Rae [Chorus: Johnny Venus & Doctur Dot] To make room, room, room, for the light Lately I been sober, chasin' new highs Cut the cord to my bungee You can be yourself, don't be shy (Yeah) Take your time, don't you rush things [Verse 3: Doctur Dot] I know what I know, but you heard what you heard So you poked your head in, got suspicion confirmed Been on my feet for miles, so my soul got some burn Still it's fuck how you feel on my bottle of pills If you can't hold me down then you don't get a turn Yeah, yeah, fame is less worse, nothing sacred no more Either take what you want or you make what you earn If I kill you, I promise, I'll pray for you first, like Ooh-ooh (Hallelujah, Hallelujah) If you love me, grease my scalp with this 380 in my lap, like Ooh, yeah [Chorus: Johnny Venus & Doctur Dot] To make room, room, room, for the light (What's the worst thing that could happen? Use the answer to relapse) Lately I been sober, chasin' new highs Cut the cord to my bungee You can be yourself, don't be shy (Yeah) Take your time, don't you rush things