Graffiti Swing

Yeah Fans adding zeros double checking tabs Hitting different corners Pedestrian's recognize the band Still in all black with some gold Like my microphone Dad finally accepted my career in audio Watched as my woman's mother died And shook the hand of God Depression climbed Black folks I know off Hamden Say i'm acting white Sage lit on dusty shrine Gives me a sense of God Mother saw it shocked Now following God is incentivized Prejudice deputies scale to a feather and leverage me Same passive energies conspire against in this industry Close friends turn enemies Invert their insecurities Stress calls for a little remedies Weed and doggy style it tends to be Idris delivered a set of twins Hoping to raise my son up Grandma Uncles and Aunties Still scratching tickets playing numbers Parental guides divorcing Husbands Wives Left and right Still job hunting to keep on the lights Graffiti swing Man Struggle gave me Gift of Gab Only right I give it back Soon as they say he rap I hit em with some Bé-bap So it's like TPAB perhaps but more in depth You can't afford my attention with 2 cents should invest it Build credit I am keeping the intention for the culture Demonstrating ambition When I get up when pushed over Vultures you know it When they approaching Notions i'm taking note of Following ways of poets Who write with ink veins had coated Okay now hold up He ain't blowing cause he got no motives And goals and it's so important My forces is that of odin Posers don't really know it Not golden How can't it be The passion the recipe Gigantic the measurement Still trapped in the tax bracket of masses that's in that suffering But still pass the mindsets that make that their whole identity This is that Be-bap Nu-Jazz Rock-rap Ambient Jacob Killian Aidan Baz My Nigga this here is tagged up blues Yeah Channeled from within Dis my tagged up Swing Staying in the box ain't my thing So we invented some new things Graffiti Swing, Blues Rap into the roots We had come full circle with it Graffiti swing This is my tagged up Swing This is my tagged up Swing I be stacking my chips Make real what's behind my eyelids Gotta give my sacrifices purpose This my tagged up Swing This is my tagged up Swing Defacing property When I do my thing I said Swing Blues Rap into the roots We had to come full circle with it Graffiti Swing Graffiti Swing