A suicide, Upper West Side,
The person I admire most cannot float
We don't forget you tie your neck,
Your body on the sidewalk when you pop
My hands don't fold, it's usually colder,
I do what I'm told 'cause I'm still a boy,
I am not a man
And all our friends, all my family
And all their thoughts somewhere else
Somewhere in Alpha, NJ
And I won't eat the bird this year
And I don't need November this year
And I won't eat the bird this year
And I don't need November this year
And I won't eat the bird this year
A broken arm, you broke my heart
Between the park more than once
You're not our sun
The others float down the street
Until they meet Herald Square
Where they're taken down
Where they race through the winds
And since we don't care, it shouldn't air
Everyone floats
Oh, the lampposts!
And my aunt sews a scarf for me to wear
And the food stays
All the food made
All the pies baked
Don't stand a chance
Everyone floats
Oh, the lampposts!
And my aunt sews a scarf for me to wear
And the food stays
All the food made
All the pies baked
Don't stand a chance
A joyful celebration of the sounds of Southern rap from an artist who's never felt more at home and in command of her space and vision. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2023