Earth to Darkie, earth to Darkie, do you read me Darkie?
Earth to Darkie, earth to Darkie, do you read me
This is Darkie 909, checking in
Oh shit
Status report, things are going well
Hey boss!
What is it?
Boss, he's here!
Bring him down, damn it
Well, okay
It's good to hear from you again, Darkie
Whenever you're ready
Beaming you down now
I took a second out my day to calm the fuck down
Now I got one less second to do something
What the fuck now my nigga
Uh, I figure it's genetic man it suck how
The cards you got are permanent and shape the way you talk out loud
Or take a walk downtown
I should be thinking 'bout the way the trees are looking
Or the smell of pizza cookin'
Or the sound the breeze is workin' into me
Instead, I'm hurting
Avoiding the moment I pull the curtain
Hide me!
'Cause I don't know what your intentions are at all
I feel so small and minuscule, I want to call
To anyone who'll stop this drenching of my soul
I feel the wall and kick right through, I fought it
Hothead
I wanna plant some flowers, not the potted kind
I feel the power, my retarded mind
Has got inside it, find it hard to mind
My own business
My flow quick as a missile until it slow down
A glow stick and it click, oh what a cool sound
I showed my momma my music and she was so proud
She told me future, I choose it, that hit me profound
I forget to breathe and where I put my damn keys
That's a problem, frame freeze it
Need it, or so it seems
'Cause every picture fade away when no one there to see
People been living for forever wit no therapy
So why I'm different
It ain't bout yo feelings, our society is slipping
No support without a family
This paper got me thinking
If I gave him what I owe
Then why the fuck I gotta tip him, nigga
This money's uncaring and it ain't no fun sharing
But you selfish if you don't
And if you do, you must be happy right?
If higher numbers made you number wouldn't that be nice?
I need to lay down, just lie dead
I wanna run away to somewhere I can rest my head
The birds sound beautiful
The light bounce off
Off my fingers and my cuticles
I bite down soft on 'em
My father point it out, now I'm embarrassed
I don't know who I'd be without my parents
Work with what you got, they taught me
To not blow up the spot, be healthy
And don't talk down cops whether wealthy or poor
They got more Glocks than you ever will
You felt it before
That's good advice
Walking down the street higher than a kite
Bright light flashing
Ashing the blunt
The neighborhood is nice, uh
They stay addicted to the cash flow
Mmm, and I'm just laying on the grass lil' mama
Can you watch a nigga pass though?
Mmm, see him leave you in the past
And amass those commas
Stupid little bitch hatin' on me
'Cause I ain't suckin' no dick for no approval
Or a ruble whatchu on a
Half made plan
Lemme get that in advance
I'm too scared to take a chance
I just need a lot of dollas in my pants
Do ya dance, I'ma do mine
Fine with being broke
All my figures come in due time
Ya honor
They tryna get a new piece of mine
But all these people need acquire
Is a new peace of mind
Hide me!
'Cause I don't know what your
Intentions are at all (Intentions are at all)
I feel so small and minuscule, I want to call (Want to call)
To anyone who'll stop this drenching of my soul (Of my soul)
I feel the wall and kick right through, I fought it
Lala, la, la, la, lalala
Lala, la, la, la, lalala
Lala, la, la, la, lalala
Lala, la, la, la, lalala
Lala, la
Hey Josh, it's Mom
I was just tryna get a hold of you to see how you were doing
Um, I don't even know if you're in or somewhere else
Just wanna catch up with you
When you have a minute, call me back, okay?
Love you
