In the need to escape, He escaped
Shut the door and got to work like it couldn’t wait
Inside, writing is his only happy place
And he plans to stay there until the world evaporates
Everything outside went to shit, so he just dipped
Tryna get back and replenish what was stripped
The longer that he stays away, the less he seem to miss
He ain’t showing up, so take his name off your list
He don’t need shit, just a beat and some free time
Salt of the earth pillar writing bittersweet rhymes
Got em all eating out his hand
The way it’s going now is all according the plan
The script that he’s sticking to is the one he flipped
And the way he doesn’t need anybody got em pissed
Somewhere in the wind like particles of mist
Eating off his lines like he taught himself to fish
No idea what this is if it isn’t bliss
When he writes it’s like he’s got the planet clenched within his fist
It is what it is, and this is something else
Besides getting drunk and writing, really nothing helps
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This album is an impressive feet of writing and sound design. Kill sets such an incredible mood throughout the record, and the writing is consuming, reflective, full of dark humor, and the weight of life. Easily one of favorite albums to drop this year. Bloodmon$y Perez
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A considered scientific reconstruction of the hardcore NY rap album. You feel the cold chill that feels like NY but it's really the kind of cynicism this heinous world leaves the considerate ones. danielolneyfme