The Void

[Verse 1: Khary]

Give me the mic

Shittin' on niggas, I need me wipe

Fuckin' on bitches, I need me a wife

I don't drink liquor, I need me a Sprite

I'ma be bigger, my kiwi is ripe

If you don't believe me, believe in the price

The value is up

Can't replicate it, the value is us

I am not one to play with when volume is touched

I think all that masturbation's

Out here fucking with your mind

I think my playlist is racist;

It's not fucking with your kind

People wonder how you made it

When they ain't been on their grind

People stab you in the back

Because they lack a fucking spine

[Pre-Chorus: Khary]

I'm cleaning up my mess

The Phoenix is bright red

The feeling is righteous

The ceiling is high, yes

It's easy to die scared

It's easy to cry tears

Just leave me with my affairs

[Chorus: Khary]

I made a list of list

Of all the things that I enjoy

Don't give two shits

I'm tryna block out all the noise

I built a house upon

The things that you destroyed

I'm feeling lucky so

I walk into the void

[Verse 2: Khary]

If life's a performance, then art is the moment

Why question my motives? I Fortnite emote 'em

They been on my dick, I'm collectin' my scrotum

I plug in the modem 'cause I am the Internet

What does that mean, nigga? I don't know, take a guess

Fuck OnlyFans, I don't pay for sex

Just keep my name on them paper checks

If cannot win, I'ma pay the refs

What's that? What now?

Don't need a Rollie or buss down

You can't control me, I'm up now

You Nickelodeon, fuck clowns

Hope you get used to the "Shh"

Hope you get used to the hush sound

You not in my column, you thought I was calling

You'll have to excuse me, I butt dialed

[Verse 3: Abhi the Nomad & Khary]

Fly submarine (My mess)

Hope I don't torch my Icarus wing (My mess)

Two weeks in, I'm running on E (My mess)

Alphabet soup my medicine feed (My me—)

I'm better than better than I ever was

Life is a cinema, you don't really gotta roll B

IMAX certified, on the widescreen

Two please, for the meltdown, he's cutting that brie

What, what, talk to angels, unplug the cable

I block the noise away

It's impossible for it to not affect me

It's seasonal, it's Old Bay

A new obstacle, a new maze

An optimist on few days

I lost the gist, a new phase

Easy

[Chorus: Khary]

I made a list of list

Of all the things that I enjoy

Don't give two shits

I'm tryna block out all the noise

I built a house upon

The things that you destroyed

I'm feeling lucky so

I walk into the void