When I imagine myself on acid I take steps backward and find those to lap itself Even dance and pounce around my silent thoughts who had the crown Don't-don't-don't-don't let life pass yourself When I imagine myself on acid I take steps backward and find those to lap itself Even dance and pounce around my silent thoughts who had the crown Don't-don't-don't-don't let life pass yourself I could've got a job at McDonald's, but I like curly fries That's a metaphor for my life, and I like taller guys Could've got a deal if I wanted, but I like ownin' shit And I like makin' shit, and I like sellin' it Could've peaked when I was in high school, but I had bigger plans Could've took the time out to find you, but you ain't understand You don't gotta leave for them to define you, 'cause what could you demand? When everybody out to define you without a circumstance Anybody got Harry Styles' phone number? Okay, I called him and they said I got the wrong number I was tryna be Pac when I was younger, dreamin' of better days I don't see my mom no more, reminds me of bad weather days If you got a problem with me, try some other guy I let you know I'm a dog, I eat the cat alive But really, though, I'm alone, 'cause I don't stick around And, yes, I know it's my fault, so put your finger down I would keep this shit pent up if it weren't for my mom If it weren't for Dijon, yeah, I don't like to lie Guess it sounds out the month Should've opened up my mouth more Show 'em what my fist for, let 'em get a fistful Caught up in the lust, man Bred from the legs of straight killers on best end Black eyes, bloody sheets, damn, where yo' feet stand? We should get a new plan, maybe some more fans I love it when the people go wild for me I love it when the people go wild for me I love it when the people go wild for me Keep it wild for me Wild, wild, homie I love it when the people go wild for me I love it when the people go wild for me I love it when the people go wild for me Keep it wild for me Wild, wild, homie Baby, I been trippin' off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment I just want a space with my old best friend Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again Baby, I been trippin' off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment I just want a space with my old best friend Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again I'm a shithead son And I'm bad at growin' up I'm a shithead son And I'm bad at growin' up My life ain't been the same since my dog died, since my girl left I quit drinkin' and druggin' and still can't get ahead Been at a loss for words It seems I'm destined to fall apart when I'm depressed It's all a test, scream at God from my bedside I glue my hands together, life's got me hog-tied There's no applause in the game of life, I just bought a car And a new house—here's the cost to prove it I spin a little wheel when I'm feelin' moody And that's like all the time, try not to mind the clock Because my heart is tickin', I smoke a pack a day, and I wish I didn't, havin' some trouble quittin' I have a couple vices, we had that show on Viceland I was hardly in it, most the time I'm hidden Anxious, impatient, and always wantin' somethin' different I hate the way I'm feelin', I'm sick of chasin' feelings Baby, I been trippin' off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment I just want a space with my old best friend Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again Baby, I been trippin' off 'em, tie me up and send 'em off And I been on a mission for it, I just want my own apartment I just want a space with my old best friend Lock me in your cellular, won't elevate again

Gone is the man Who loved his land More than day If his heart had to leave His soul was to stay Hear them calling From the mountains Calling from the plains Hear the wind Through the leaves Singing lonely refrains Banza banza banza banza ixiámi Ixiámi muá ngola Ngolo banza Ngolo banza oh kima Uá nguivila ngo mueniomo Ni ji pangue já kuteka Kuilatata uá mudié zé-zé Mukonda diá nzó Ilia Ilia Ilia uai-é Uai-é- uai-é Ilia uai-é Kalunga ngumba uá mambata Ilia uai-é Uai-é- uai-é Ilia uai-é Kalunga ngumba uá mambata Uai-é- uai-é Uai-é- uai-é Pray for the man Who left his land Aching for better days A man whos heart s Bound to bleed For the ones who remain Uá nguivila ngo mueniomo A mu tele oh ndo Muloji mala kua muxima Kua mu jia Muene u diene Mu ixié iá muxima kifussa Ilia Ilia Ilia uai-é Uai-é- uai-é Ilia uai-é Kalunga ngumba uá mambata Ilia uai-é Uai-é- uai-é Ilia uai-é Kalunga ngumba uá mambata Uai-é- uai-é Uai-é- uai-é Ilia Ilia Ilia The land is calling out your name Ilia Ilia Ilia Hear them calling out your name Ilia Uai-é, uai-é Uai-é uai-é

Where are you now, my fallen angel? Have you found some peace at last? Making your exit like a stranger Left me bound to the past To the pain And the lies And the dangerous games That you liked Enough to pay The price with your life One day my time will come, and baby I'll be travelling on that train That's gonna take me to you, baby Well, I promise you then When we're face to face Like a man You won't try to escape I won't let you hide And in the end We'll stop this masquerade Down here the circus goes on, baby Your woman's running loose As for your so-called friends, now baby Guess who's wearing your suits Fighting over your bones? Guess who's forever blue Left alone in the cold? Crying oceans of tears Hurt in her soul A million years And mountains of gold Won't make up for all, oh baby The hurt that you've done Oh, baby What have you done?