Song of Myself (Disingenuous Meta​-​Rap) [Demo prod. by Black Confetti]

by Tatlock & Black Confetti

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Vehicular manslaughter hit the songbird,
And I am that vehicle, yes, vehicle, not the operator.
Speaking meaningless syllables out my oral orifice,
Just hoping to you, they maybe serve some minuscule importance
Or the lack thereof, it’s no necessity, I guess it’s just a dream
There’s more to life than raps and beats from what I’ve seen.
But that was common knowledge so I digress,
I find it best, rather than boast-rapping my way through the rest
I’d make a better use of time by just confronting main topics, now could you guess?

Rap song about a rap song.
Move along if you’ve heard it before or haven’t gone.
Rap song about a rap song.
Just move along.

I’m talking bout the cookie-cutter shit,
The Imma rap about my sacredness.
Egotistical elements flood the internet,
I’m scroll and clicking through boasts and boasts and boasts until the melatonin,
Hits, and kicks in and I’m stomach to the ceiling with my back into the dirt
Celestially clouded vision doesn’t hurt.
As I decompose slowly, fertilize the soil, maybe plant a couple seeds.
Salt to the weeds, fermenting cabbage in the kitchen,
Turning my head to face the breeze.
Feel the flora beneath my feet,
And smell the leaves, in the orange of fall that I could never really see.
I bet I’d make a better use of time with just the main topics in focus, now would you mind.

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released February 20, 2017
Words by John Tatlock.
Instrumental by Black Confetti.

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