Crumbs - ATMOSPHERE, Evidence, Muja Messiah

I used to follow you before social media

Late night through the park, walking home from the bar

You can argue that the world got a little bit creepier

It’s hard to compare it when you consider how aware we now are

Let’s pay these billionaires a visit

Split up their worth and spread it out to the women

And the children first, share the peanut butter

Take the people the power to take better car of each other

I wish I was a writer, I shoulda been a cook

Apprciate the looks but food and books

Been a hustle every year for the prior millennium

We’re tryna hit it higher than the lights on a stadium

That’s just a simple example of how basic I am

I’m not the one that’s got your bubble gum

But I got a couple opposable thumbs

And this obsessive compulsion to sweep up these crumbs

I make beats every day, I get at least two in

I smoke weed in every language, speak fluent

Find love in it, respect my absence, I be truant

Madison square up, beat you in (let's go)

Only my doc can see through 'em (x-ray) I been working in the basement

Rolling up the Serb to gather word a combinations

There’s no trouble that I’m facing so fuck the treble

All the base in, alive a spaceship from off the station

Without weed there’s no subtlety to my patience

Overanxious, same old songs, same story, same roach clip, same old bong

I take a pull and think, «Damn, how you remain so long?»

I been living on a view, I try to take it all in

Living on a prayer too in my city of sin

I align with those finish, I’m what I’m looking to accomplish

Knocking out the classics, and killing all the constants (one, two)

I don’t bother nobody, I just come and go quietly

Might show up at a party that no one invited me

Used to flow for notoriety my now the dough inspires me

Broken economy, sold my soul to propriety

Focusing on sobriety, lost hopes to society

When them white folks at that Ivy League straight poison ivy

They said I was unapproachable, I told 'em, «Don't lie to me»

How you 'posed to socialize with me with social anxiety?

That’s a personal burden, you gotta master them urges

I can’t fathom what it feels like to not have the courage

To see a person in person, without acting nervous

I’m not your animal service and I’m not Hannibal Buress

I’m a man with a purpose, with a handful of percys

On demand for the purchase for when the panicking worsens

For a buck or two I could make you feel wonderful

But it’s not my job to make white people feel comfortable, bro