Spillage Village
God’s Pocket
[Verse 1: J.I.D]
My grandpoppa was a share croppa
My father's stepfather actually
Only granddad I knew because my pops' real father had passed
So recently he been digging deeper in our family lineage
Tryna see where we get our name and looks from
His mother's only son, he got a bunch of sisters
And my granny had *static*-teen children, ahh
Not a hoe, but rather promiscuous
She ain't a hoe though, said we can go though
What you say about my grandmomma? Like hold up
Anyways you get the gist of the statement:
A woman changes, but a man name never changes
We just dig into the roots and skipping over the branches
To get to the truth of the strange fruit
In the midst of that, we just dropped the roof
And then exchange fluids with your boo
Blasé blah whoopty whoop

???'s in here, ???'s in here
Johnny V's in here, JB's in here
Jordan Bryant, he's a giant, you know he's in here
Doctur D's in here, JID's in here
???'s in here, ???'s in here
You know that G's in here, maybe two-door Joe blowin' some trees in here
You know Spill Vill ?????? in here
We's in here, alright
[Verse 2: Doctur Dot]
Hazard lights, in a random funeral line
'Cause I don't really know who died, I'm just really that lonely
Best believe at funeral I'ma cry for the homie
All dramatic and loud, pouring alcohol out
Addiction got me at my momma house, dragging a couch
To the magma-covered
Cavern where the dragons hang out
Somewhere along the line I lost it
My last drip-drop of the conscious
And my dreams too lucid
And my mind is the sharpest
My face is confusin' because you talking and talking while I'm just staying aloof (uh-huh)
What you n***as call reality is rarely the truth
I been a bigfoot n***a turn the cherry to juice
Never embarrassed by nothing, quite the contrary my dude
I stopped giving a fucks when I started rapping up
Clockwork, the way my cock work
A fine-tuned machine, nah mean, nah mean, nah mean

[Interlude]

[Verse 3: Hollywood JB]
Too many nights spent up in awe, this is a conference of life
A [?] that you couldn't fit a baby in, it seems like yesterday I had a [?]
Life short but the days long
The path is rocky, but we stayed on
Too bad we don't get the sequal, in the holidays the only time I get to see you
Kinda trippy cuz' we really ain't that busy and we live in the same city
I admit I've been acting kinda shitty
Holding grudges like white cotton holds smudges
I guess this is just my [?]
When we was younger, and y'all went out
I always wondered why I never could go with y'all
Had me thinking I was less than, like why would the upper class men ever hang with the fresh man damn
So I went on, I brush my shoulder off if I didn't have this [?]
And what I'm tryna say is fuck it, I'm gone
And I wanted to tell you everything but nothing even matters at all, hope that we can break down these walls, I hope I get a call like Bron or Chris Paul
I hope we turn a new leaf, although I know it's not far
If we plant the seed now, soon the tree will be tall
If you wanna run, first you gotta walk, but that's after you crawl
Life moving too fast, I wish that we could pause
[Verse 4: Johnny Venus]
Yea, just a couple of index fingers