Things don’t have to last forever to be perfect,
Tell myself as I’m defining what is worthless
Better by my lonely since I keep attracting serpents,
So I call people my homies because friend seems too permanent
‘Least to me, can’t control how I think
Paranoia tells my mind the world is out to get me
I believe it cuz it damn well feels like it
Got a heart too big, something like the coward lion
And we all know what happens to the giants,
The greater that you are, seems the harder that you break
It’s the pain that follows after that’s too much for me to take
So keep the wall up, surrounded by the gate
Mental’s in a rage, trying not to let it reach my face
Smile tightens as I’m asking how’s your day
Yeah keep talkin, rather listen than to speak,
Even when it’s my turn the words don’t come easily
And who cares? Answer there is no one,
‘less your name is silly Tre who happens to love all ones
Even those who only seem to make me hurt
Tried to turn emotions off the button never seems to work
Going berserk because the voices in my head returned,
‘nother lesson learned, but I learned it once before,
So to answer if I followed it requires no applause…
And so of course use a pen to air my thoughts
Philly producer with a notable list of clients drops self-released rap album that's heavy on the soul and jazz flavor. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2015