Curtains is a song in English
Word around town, they want me back on that conscious rap
In the garbage is where you should leave your comments at
I'm paying homage to those who get it and want it
If we have nothing in common, it's cause I fell from a comet
Smooth as Sting's new blue bonnet I'll rule the game like I'm honor saunter
In with no emotion Florida children being told that firearms
are omnipotent Sued policemen, lives are stolen
Man, my writtens flare, my colon needs some tissue paper
Hold it, hold up NSA is out here hosting the annual culture
Vulture-a-thon Manual all night, I'm in my bag of tricks
Vegito Vader, I'm the villain till my children
Need a hero God flow, how many mortals are there left
Zero Consume a zip, addicted to feeling like
Al Pacino When he was underrated in that film
Where he got killed cause life is just a scene
And I'm just trying to keep it real True events, I told myself to keep winning
And you'll never lose again I told myself to stay patient
Bet them hoes gon' choose again And if you keep attacking, you won't have
To use defense I'm just in here tracking while I'm trying
To catch my wind I need an all-black whip with something
Extra on the tense So I don't have to see my friends, I feel
They plainly don't exist I fear they're mainly here to distract and
Siphon energy fast I think Flint's still toxic, war's non-stop
We let Donald Duck in outfits Dear America, just drop it
Cause you're caught up with your pants down Worst country on earth for aid on healthcare
Hands down, 1% strangling their profit till the deathbed
Kids free-riding, they're out here with the meth heads
Can we get some leaders that are less fed
Speakers bout to pop like, ringer I message I am sure that we're all trying our greatest
And rappers trying to come off as intimidating That's the latest, only one of the locals
With a brain and that's debated About music as a whole, it has an asshole
Fragrance Backbone breaking, while I'm at home taping
Blew up and they're checking in my last known places
Money hoes, Catons, dangerous as ever I'm like Rap's lone ranger
Luke Skywalker and all my mother-loving haters I am not a savior, I don't think I'm here to
Save her She has her own problems, but we'll talk about
That later Remembering that I am just a skater with
A story and it's coverless Making every beat, I go outside and hit a
Muska flip Chad's somewhere listening, I know he's out
Here loving this Success is coveted, manifestation on the
Mothership I'm on some other ship, probably looking for another hit
Winter flow, spring into action, fall for that summer chick
Glorify the stripclub or maybe talk about loving money, drugs, and lips
These are the things that we would love to get
Yeah, uh, but nothing's gonna change, because nothing was the same
With these nothings they can offer with the nothings on their brain
Look, nothing's gonna change, because nothing was the same
With these nothings they can offer with some nothings on their brain
Look, nothing's gonna change, because nothing was the same
With these nothings they can offer with that nothing on their brain
Like, manananana, namanana
Nananananana, nanananana
And if you tuned in, I appreciate it
If you listened to start to finish, I really appreciate it
Some things, some things take time
And I appreciate you for bearing with me
Yeah