(Intro)
Meechy Darko: Dee, you a bird, I DM'd you about a shoot
Dee: Damn
Meechy Darko: Yo, yea, get at that n***a
Dee: Yo, email me yo, what the fuck?
Meechy Darko: Ahahaha!
Dee: I don't be booking through DMs. Feel me?
Meechy Darko: N***as don't be... Look, look. Lemme tell y'all n***as something. A lot of y'all try to conduct business the worst ways. DMs is not the best way to conduct business

(Pre-Verse)
On the rise
Like a taikun
Phoenix flying ashes in the sky
On my mind, you the type to
Question what don't need to be defined
Don't lie, we ignite you
Running from a feather falling, why?
No time, here despite/to spite you
Burning up I'm bound to never die

(Verse 1)
From a slime ball pretty close to the moth pit
That's where they go to fly closer to the target
You don't know a fleshy bell body
You avoid her the like the plague bombing bodies
I know I'm easy to hate, 'cause hate made you
But the love I got for God is that he saved you
And if I'd known from the first place who really was afraid
I would've taken my pain and rearranged truth

But see my dark is your dark, is our shadow
Secrets in plain sight
Hate what became me
I was turned from the light, like really
Raised by the desert, a lion, look how she runs
Like only fear was the Wiley coyote crying too close to a body

Now she’s too strong for hobbies
Went from the page to a copy
Can't compete with off-beats
Can't combine with the toxic
I’ll just spin my web in the silence
Enemies could come try me
Just know I don't like the violence
I might go back to the basics

Where lies the magic?
I know too much about traffic
To know what few can get past, and if I told you, that's trouble
And if I keep it, I'm lying
And if I pull it, I'm selfish
See the dead bodies piling up, see this’ll never die
(Hook)
On the rise
Like a taikun
Phoenix flying, ashes in the sky
On my mind, you the type to
Question what don't need to be defined
Don't lie, we ignite you
Running from a feather falling, why?
No time, here despite/to spite you
Burning up I'm bound to never die

(Verse 2)
Pressure been the thumb of more hypocrisy
And the thing that people call democracy
What a world, shrouded in the smaller, sleeping blame
Cages made to suffocate our daughters

And there’s no need to prophesy, the message is the man
In my mental once again, put the message in your hand
Bodies breaking bread, while there’s better things ahead
Lady lent, like a body on a ledge

But I know soldiers never die, a daughter’s never damned
You can trust me when I say that not all trauma’s planned
Ask and comprehend, rather recommend
Recompense, resurrect, it’s written in the sand
Underneath the drum, bidi, bum, bum
Itty bitty bug, tuck and run, never mumble
Take up for the team, tummy rumble and she Humble
But only when she quiet, let her leave

Suffocate her slumber, with a wink, don't lean in
Mama let her breathe, sink your teeth in
Then & only then will she dream, make believe
Bodies morph indeed, soldiers of the deep
Solace, soul, and sleep, sediment to seed
Don’t cry, doves fly
Never really free

(Hook)

(Outro)

Lauren's Dad: ...of success, and, you know, career, and being all about themselves and all that stuff. But then at some point, people have an experience, or something happens or whatever, and they turn to being, to climbing the second mountain, which is to be for others

(Sample)
A teacher of his declared that all of life is nothing but a process of material combustion ... Sir, if this is so, what then can be the meaning of life?