Under Shady Trees - 2020

Sittin' on back in a chair and I’m lounging and counting the ways that I’m

making it through

Sittin' on back with a prayer and a fountain of wetted emotion that’s waiting

to spew

Soda and liquor, the liquid elixir, the mixer that’s fixin' my negative mood

Started off sippin' then dipped into taking a shot for each person I don’t live

up to

Think I would be happy if I was in Malibu (uh)

Then again my happy relies on a point of view (uh)

I turn 23 and then wish I was 22 (yuh)

I see people lovin' and see an impending doom

There’s no room for a good and dandy thought inside my right brain

You’re passin' while I’m sittin' idle in the right lane

Write about it, fight about it, don’t be so uptight about it, talkin' to myself

so I don’t gotta go and lie about it

I’m making it, faking it, getting medicated, but there isn’t any way to get

better edification

I thought about what I’m about to say, in a way it makes today, so lemme

elevate it

(ok) I’m a 6, you’re a 3, but the girl I want is thinkin' I’m a 3, so she be,

talking to me cautiously, then I see, you’re the only person that’s in front

of me, and I’m a guy, 23, so enter biology

(honestly) Lemme just offer you an apology

Lemme try to blame it all on inner ideology

I agree, I can be, better than I’m currently, slipping on my tripping on my

aggravating honesty

My brain is noisy, it’s poisonous to think, but I’m more involved in my music

than you think, and despite the evil and loathing I do think that songs should

be celebrated with a few drinks

Ain’t no sun under shady trees

Ain’t no warmth when the waters freeze

Not much to do in 5 degrees

Got no reason to fight the breeze

Ain’t no sun under shady trees

Ain’t no warmth when the waters freeze

Not much to do in 5 degrees

Got no reason to fight the breeze

Layin' on down on a couch and I’m drinkin' and thinkin' about all the dreams

that fell through

Layin' on down as I vouch for my actions, attracted to people that I never knew

Fighting a feeling of having no meaning, the ceiling is keeping me here for a

few

Heavily breathing, indifferent season, concealing my reason and healing is due

Maybe I’d be doing ok at a barbecue (uh)

Out in California and cruising the avenue (uh)

Living like a human, and making some revenue

But living how you wanna is difficult getting to

And it’s looking like…

Every part of me is insulting

You are pukin' just to think cuz it’s that revolting

Like being a grown man is a house and goals thing

Find out your girl’s an adulteress, that is called adulting

(for real) The world is cold the old stays while the new gets introduced in new

ways

Reduced to a crumb, abused but unfazed, come to find you’ve been free from

thought for two days, shit

Fuck it, world is spinning so I continue to sin

I suck it, up and I just keep up the pace and puke in the

Bucket, watch the color leavin' my face and I just

Upchuck it, bouncin' to the rhythm and bass and you know I

Got it

Rap is not everyone’s cup of tea

Tried telling people, but they didn’t fuck me with me

Tried telling people it was introductory

Breakin' on through isn’t done so suddenly

Yo, you dabbin', I dabble, accidental babble, a drunken and dumb metaphorical

scrabble, my purpose is perpetuated by shackles, a cackling witch,

and a poisonous apple

Karma’s a bitch and a snitch and an asshole, a dragon that draggin' my body on

gravel, unraveled and frazzled I deal with the hassle but ain’t no place safe

when the weather’s a battle

Ain’t no sun under shady trees

Ain’t no warmth when the waters freeze

Not much to do in 5 degrees

Got no reason to fight the breeze

Ain’t no sun under shady trees

Ain’t no warmth when the waters freeze

Not much to do in 5 degrees

Got no reason to fight the breeze

Ain’t no sun under shady trees

Ain’t no warmth when the waters freeze

Not much to do in 5 degrees

Got no reason to fight the breeze

Ain’t no sun under shady trees

Ain’t no warmth when the waters freeze

Not much to do in 5 degrees

Got no reason to fight the breeze