Latchkey Kids Lyrics

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