Party Of One (feat. Jose Valentino & The Natural Freq)

Happy birthday to me Toasting alone in a room by myself Playing this EP on repeat Contemplating if I'm losing myself Looking back on my path Quarter of a century gone and this is where I'm at Mad disappointed by the fact That I cannot stand the reflection I'm staring at Party of one, rolling dolo Sipping rum from this solo cup Feeling like Austin misplaced his powers I'm just tryna bring my mojo up So what's up, I got to play the hand I was dealt I can't just fold them up Like the soldiers I believed I had by my side, they broke my trust Yeah my soul was crushed, I Been closed off for a while, but now I think it's time to open up Needed to do some growing up Another year older, still not grown enough 26 going on 12 Saying they proud of me, I'm not proud of myself Still below poverty's belt That's why I started building to accommodate wealth My comedy helps Finding humor in what life really means to me Since I just can't quite seem to be Anything other than what I seem to be Grateful for people around me Who keep me grounded with the love that surrounds me These are just some of the thoughts expounded Late at night, I think profoundly Ripping up pages, can't seem to shake it, I am so faded A celebration after celebration, for what? I haven't yet made it Making circles in the sand for years Yet when I take a step everyone cheers They see a fearless face when I step on stage But my heart is really filled with fear What am I doing here? I don't know I pour my soul on every note I compose It's getting more difficult to dispose the occult I can't tell who's friend or foe Yo, I remain the same, never changed up Since the first day, since I came up Seen those close to me become strangers We haven't made up, it's so dangerous Reminiscing reminiscing About the times I used to listen To the spineless men and women Who insisted I should give in And I considered like this isn't right Shouldn't do open mics for the rest of my life The first to criticize are first to give you five When your dreams begin to come alive I laugh when they act like I owe them something Hitting the jack like we bros or something Black hearts being exposed for fronting I'm moving different, now it's gold or nothing Records, jewelry, money, knowledge Bachelor of Arts from USF college It's a movie, call me Tarantino With The Natural Freq, José Valentino