Caterpillar

[Intro: choob]

Hey this is choob and you're listening to Every Bad Day Has Good News

[Chorus: Radamiz]

Caterpillars turning into butterflies

Then back into caterpillars, never taught to run and hide

Never taught to stan a million dollars, that's a subtle size

Never taught to shuck and jive, never

[Verse 1: Radamiz]

I rhyme solo, incite pollo psychologist

Your fans fuck with you but, uh, not monogamous

I've caught Zs on dorm room floors

Smelled the vodka on hungover a.m.s

And daydreamed about packing out stadiums when I'm bored

I wear my flaws like Buscemi puffers

Relentless efforts, heavy pressures and empty summers

Send a number, send a calling, is my calling numbered?

Is your stalling stuttered?, is your balling for others?

My B-sides sound like A-sides

My day times cross the state lines and intertwine space and size

Data and crime, agents and pride, stainless facades

Playlist a proverb and make it a tribe

Make you subscribe and make it salaam

I hope you make it in time

I know I'm vacant and slime to you but fuck it

This is the cost for my mind

Seven leaf clovers and White Claws

Flutes bring the peace out the pythons and fleets from an icon

Slide through life like socks on Nylon

Even King Kong's biggest prize was a Viacom

Dominican debutant keeps a healthy debit card

The DJs shout us out this much because we extra large

The DJs shout us out this much because we extra large

Everybody has a hard life

Everybody has limitless within their reservoir, my Lord

Billion dollars in a Buick with a shitty credit score

I guess I'm the greatest, at least the latest one to (Oh-oh, yo, yo)

[Chorus: Radamiz]

Caterpillars turning into butterflies

Then back into caterpillars, never taught to run and hide

Never taught to stan a million dollars, that's a subtle size

Never taught to shuck and jive, never

[Verse 2: Marlon Craft]

Only jive on Marlon's record was the Jackson 5

Back when I was learning ABCs, I laid these themes

These days it seems we're more judged on our reaction time

Than how we adapt with time, shit, and that's a crime

Think I'm good now, baby, wait until I'm actualized

Adding organic to the organs of the culture

What, you want me to wait until dudes metastasize?

What, you want me act like it ain't basic bitch Halloween

Year-round, like I don't see all these cats disguised?

Shit, it's the bashful blanquito, turned rapper, lost ego

Found joy and got free, bro

I really feel like if they did the work, they could've got it

Botched free throws, pride injured

Got y'all on street clothes, I'm in the gym

Chris Brickley in my inner-child, he gon' be a beast

He got taken from me young, so lately I've been Liam Nees'

Deep convos with my soul like, "Yo, feel free to speak"

Playing with testers, learning all that shit was a lesson

'Cause come Throwback Thurs' ain't tryna be Mitchell and guessin'

Think if I stayed the same me might get a different reception

When you keep your honor, they got objections

But I'm comfortable, like

Few more years and I could probably cry in front of you

I'm comfortable like, I ain't doing shit I don't wanna do

I'm comfortable like, feel like my time's arrivals punctual

I ain't gotta be blunt with you

If I'm talking, that's already blunt with you

Cool, calm and crafty

Fools on futons try Sue Yong my taxi

But let the kids nap, tell 'em the kings back

We wasn't here before, but what we embodied was 'cause

Caterpillars turning into butterflies

Then back into caterpillars, never taught to hum a lie

Ain't so much this state that we in at this point in the cycle

Know regardless that we gon' reprise

Caterpillar