The Buckle

[Verse]

Live from the beginning of the end of days

Could feel the doom all on my head, word to Metal Face

Led astray, collectively believing will I've held to pay

Underneath the apathy's the empathy that went away

I never hesitate to roll the boulder up the mountain

Shoulder keepin' hope for days

I'll see the view atop when I get older

It's certain that we lose, I think it's best we play

'Cause neither you or I are bigger than the game

What's it mean to do it for the culture?

For the judgment of the people that you close to?

I got the spirit and I got the juice, I'm a mimosa

But I'll be a former pro before I let the former go

How I make the profit? By bein' an oracle

How I shape the optics? By leavin' the story told

How my skin is this clean with a gory soul?

I'd like to think the more we know, then the more we grow

But came of age in a world that’s fallin' apart

What good is Steph's range when everything's a shot in the dark?

Got to know myself and it wasn't a walk in the park

Used to want the glamor, now all I want's a walk in the park

Finally love me naturally, wanna get me out of harm's way

So how I'm supposed to reconcile our fate?

Late stage capitalistic decline, division and lies, sickness of mine

Clock's ticking on our time here

"What's the point?" That's what our actions all screaming to me

I think we all playing emotionally dumb, hoping to be numb

More than what we'd hope we would become

Like the hope that when we's young we all hoped we'd overcome, so

How to grow up and not lose that?

Remain undefeated even when I lose, jack

Whether toasting cheers or drowning in the booze, jack

I'm tryna live for me

I'm more than what I produce, facts

I'm tryna live for you too

Realize there's no such thing as a lose-lose

'Cause you could keep your honor if you choose to

We always got a choice

And I choose me and choose you

I choose to care, remove despair

Improve and bear witness to whatever limits of my fitness is

How I'm gonna be free? WWE

Keep fighting even if it's scripted to the finish

[Outro]

Remember the story you'd always tell about when I was reachin'?

Oh yeah

You know?

Yeah, The Buckle

And we had this wicker trunk

That, um, it had a, you know, it had, like, a gold lock

You know, that hung down like that

And, you know, you could knock it

And make it go up and down and up and down

And, you know, you'd just, I'd put you on the ground, on the blanket

And you could lay on your stomach

And, oh, you'd just be tryna get that buckle, man

For, like, a long time

That's when I knew that you were, like, you know, persistent