Ode ft. Clēsh Lyrics

Recite my worst memories

Then write a verse about em

Then wonder why depression always seems to be the outcome

Under tight inspection

I'm my biggest critic

Minus little local chumps who pimping out they image

I've been workin in the dark

Y'all thought I was finished

They want mainstream

Ain't the time for your opinion

I been writing music to fill an empty chest

Two albums and some verses from my idols guess I'm feeling blessed

But that don't mean I didn't work my fucking ass off

Decade of my life spent tryna pull this mask off

These bars are tryna play me every week

Like I'm some fucking cover band who just stuck up on repeat

Put me on for a hundred dollars

Y'all are fucking cheap

I fill the venue and your pockets

Be grateful that you get to eat

When I was 21 you said hip hop was a no go

Now you try to use my passion like it's a logo

Still have the guts to ask me if I'll do the promo

And I will

But that don't mean I'm in it for the meal

I'm tryna reach these kids

If they tryna know what's really real

Give em hope help em stand tall like stiletto heels

Don't you shake my hand if you talk behind my back

Far as I'm concerned

You a bitch

That like to jaw jack

No one got the courage

To tell me to my face

So imma say it for you

Clēsh cut the base

He ain't even a musician

He just got a lot of friends

And the music that he wrote

Sound like shit he just play pretend

Everybody come to shows but no one really listening

So trapped in his emotions he can't rap bout nothin positive

Why do people buy his album

All he do is talking shit

Yeah he act hard but I heard that he's the opposite

He don't sound like so and so

He don't rock expensive clothes

Y'all just wanna hear an overdose

Over a metronome

He won't ever make it out his home city

Stats tell me different

This just mean that you ain't goin with me

Few years back you could say that I was going Whitney

Demons in my head

I almost lost it I'm admitting

Fixed my priorities

Now I'm sitting pretty

Money in the bank with my ride or die with me

All I'm saying is I came here with a purpose

And everyone I keep close tell me I deserve it

Your words fall on deaf ears

But thank you for your service

These words will live long after I close the curtains

Even with the stats it feel like no one really listening

Try not to keep it trapped but every track sound like I'm suicidal

They keep on giving me that Judas smile

Cats lurking tryna get a piece of what I earned the right to

While you was finding parking

I was making beats to write to

While you was doing homework I was workin on recitals

While you was gettin scholarships I was studying my idols

Til they became my equals or my rivals

I was working in the dark

While you was getting lied to

I was staring at myself questioning my worth

I ain't sayin that I'm better

Cause our qualities of life do,

We all hold the same value 6 feet in the dirt