Silk Pillow

Centrifugal force pulling me off-course
In a horse race
Changing horses midstream, fourteenth place
On videotape surveillance playback
Sigh you lose face, disgraced, God forbid you
Fall off of the face of the Earth to chase
The black hole of what you
Thought it was worth today
"Don't shoot the piano player"
I heard them say
It was your fault, centrifugal force
You got caught
Convict monotonous, a verdict thoughtless
As you read it out loud
At least I was being relatively honest
Standing in your office trying to
Speak to some anacondas
Eking solace out of the sawdust
While your doppelganger stands topless
No one notices, they got their own dramas
Drama rama's melodramas
You draw commas on the eyes of madonnas
And wonder why you can't
Turn traumas into nirvanas

Don't mess your head up
Still run with these young bucks
Still runnin' on jet fuel
Still pimpin' on what-what
What was I thinkin'? I wasn't What
Am I drinkin'? I'm buzzin'
Speakin' of weekends I used to
Fuck with your cousin
I used to rap about nothin'
Now I rap about nothin'
But that nothin' was somethin' that
Ain't nobody was bumpin'
See I still got it boo boo
Just a dad'll do you
Wonders if you don't wanna be
Under some gross dude
But most girls will do it just
For a corner seat at Nobu
I bet your daughter's perfect
He say it like he know you
My daughter isn't living yet
Atwater Village idiot
Their flow's dumb, but that
Royalty's the silliest, now
Someone tell these niggas I
Ain't fuckin' 'round
Fly them all to Vegas man we hold it down
Livin' for the present
Nigga we fuck futures
Sippin' on some whiskey
These bitches drinkin' Kombucha
Recession means more oppression
These niggas will shoot ya rio de Janeiro
These bitches lookin' like Xuxa
Talk with anacondas
At least I'm bein' honest
I'm tryin' to turn these Keke
Palmers into baby mamas
Baby mama, I'm your baby, mama
Man, let your boy drown, they ain't save me
Mama they ain't save me, mama
They ain't save me, mama
Silk pillow for that new weave
Silk pillow for that new weave