(Verse 1)
It's a wind up and wind down kind of town.
It's time to pout 'bout the faith I had in Mayans now.
It's smile frown. More smile frown. Put lighters down.
The vibe is out. Inside is doubt. Don't try to route
me away 'cause, yes, the things I say are true.
I'm kinda feeling like a simulation in this booth, and
I am walking beside a crowd.
It's smile frown. More smile frown. Inside is doubt.
(Chorus)
This repetition's what I feel everyday,
But please allow my rags to clean away the mess that I made.
My money money. More money money. No money, honey.
Got me wound up, so I can finally wind down.
Inside's doubt. Am I sound? Am I down?
When I'm downcast, I try to organize sound.
Wind up. Wind down.
(Repeat)
(Verse 2)
Stress every day.
Plane to mayday.
Red eyes, black bags,
But the day's gray.
They ask how I'm doing;
I just say great.
Don't wanna be another waste on the main way.
Can't chase dreams,
And I can't face demons.
I can't stay preachin'
with Beelzebub inside me.
Find me. Yes, I'm begging you to find me.
Hide me. Yes, I'm begging you to hide me.
(X2)
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023