​yayu
​god of the gaps

[Intro]
Yo, yo, tap the fuck in
Check, check
Hey, hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1]
Couple dollars in the bank
Money tend to hibernate (Uh)
Money in and I'm elated (Huh)
Holy shit, I couldn't wait (Uh)
Holy shit when i can taste it (Uh)
No religion only faith, hope within you, know I'll make it (I'll make it) (Uh)
Smoking shit to know I'm sane (Yeah)
Gnosis sent me overstated (Overstated)
Copin' gettin' in the catharsis
Throwin' this shit to the artist (Yeah yeah)
Vote for me I play the part
I developed in the darkness (Nah)
Knew the game just wouldn't start for me
I'm blowin' heavy on the cartridge, I'm owin' that shit though

[Chorus]
It's all about what you're sayin', how you say it
What you're givin', how they take it
What it is and what it ain't
A hundred billion other ways to see it unfold
Everything is us and you can't let it just be untold
The truest words are unspoken
Fuel to the fire, I'm never done smokin'
I'm a god of the gaps and I'm speakin' morse code
Type of shit you couldn't force open, the force spoken
[Verse 2]
That don't mean I'm really spoken for
Shorty just manipulate my sense of self to rope in her
That motion overruled, power can't be overturned
Already over you, the whole idea's so absurd and she don't even know it's her
My better judgement tells me let's just get constructive
Be the sun and show 'em somethin'
Know I felt the Christendom just as a youngin'
Father wanted to be rocked and had the congregation hummin'
Still be on them stages strummin', who am I to take him from it?

[Chorus]
Say it how you say it
What you're givin', how they take it
What it is and what it ain't
A hundred billion other ways to see it unfold
Everything is us and you can't let it just be untold
The truest words are unspoken
Fuel to the fire, I'm never done smokin'
I'm a god of the gaps and I'm speakin' morse code (I don't get that shit at all)
Type of shit you couldn't force open, the force spoken

[Outro]
Can't convice me to waste my time on some shit like that, not me
This ain't no cry for album, smokin' everyday from start to finish
Through the vagueness of the art you will remain your harshest critic
People need to know to take apart their interests