Latchkey Kids

Good afternoon, good evening and goodnight
Yeah it's equivocal, I been journeyin' through the dark night
They tell me I'm based man, but I ain't no Bateman
Please bail me out of this nightmare
They say Omar Don't Scare but he be lying
Sometimes muscles be feelin' like they pryin' at my skin
Where my ancestors at? No wait, where my kin?
They scattered across the map, but I stay up North
Uncouth, long days in the booth, not John Wilkes
Even though muthafuckas should probably be gettin' assassinated
Coffee always decaffeinated, otherwise I'm up the fucking wall
Laughin' my ass off in a bathroom stall
Wonderin' who in they right mind be writin' this shit up on the walls?

Guess it ain't gone be money hoes and rims
Evidently that's the whole dilemma
But I ain't Ye, no I ain't K-dot
Never shopped at no K-Mart
It was always J-Crew
Got that work number memorized since I was like two
Latchkey kids, happier days, undercover nights
Back in the day it wasn't about bein' nice
Not two phones, but two homes
Ego overgrown when I was seven
Textin' bitches with that new razor when I was like eleven
Was it a given I'd have to wear that fuckin' mask covered in armor
Was it a given we'd have to watch a brotha get lowered down into a casket
Covered in soil
Shit I'm hungry for a Schauberger
It's Our Senseless Toil
I can feel the gears rustin' up
Please, I'ma need a little oil
Freebasin' this motrin
Could someone please go get the foil
These bitches be leavin' a lot to be desired
When they don't respond it make me tired of this fuckin' game

They tell me I'm based man, but I ain't no Bateman
Please bail me out of this nightmare
Used to play all them games when we down in the basement
And we din't even fuckin' care

No no no no
We din't fuckin' care
It's all bizarre man
You tellin' me to rep more flare
That's already three-billion pieces
How many more can I wear?
Well they been tellin' me not to point fingers or stare
That gaze that lingers, I swear I ain't creepin'
In this realm of power you just been sleepin'
Up at the switchboard
Investin' dimes and nickels
Depressin' vibes with ribbons
Did you think that life was a given?
Yo pride ain't hidden
That shit up been up on display
'pparently in these times we livin'
It ain't enough to be okay
It's indecision that's killin' the fuckin' masters
Where is the compassion, I'm just askin'
Baskin' in the irrelevance of this task
But I'm the proponent, a simple agonist
I ain't the first and I sure won't be the last one on it (last one on it, last one on it)
And you gonna be sorry if you try to pull a fast one on me

They tell me I'm based man, but I ain't no Bateman
Please bail me out of this nightmare
Used to play all them games when we down in the basement
And we din't even fuckin' care
They tell me I'm based man, but I ain't no Bateman
Please bail me out of this nightmare
Used to play all them games when we down in the basement
And we din't even fuckin' care

It's a cold world out here mofucka we just tryina get along
But when a homie jumpin' off from the tenth story that's just dead wrong
Yeah I think about a brotha all the time it's in my head like a fuckin' song
Except now all I got left is memories droppin' like a fuckin' bomb
And I ain't one for nostalgia but goddamn bruh I'm just tryina honor all the time
We all spent back then, when we was family, but now if we wanna talk we gotta drop a line
Well it's cool, man, yeah I said it's fine, family come and go, I'm readin' all the signs
Yet I will never forget who I came up with, and I will remember that shit until I fuckin' die