Album Cover Tour

Tour

Lil Darkie

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Is it ready?

Oh, yeah

So, it was like one of the, like, most, likeWeird, like, unique show any of us have done

So, like, you actually got to do your show though?

Yeah (Yeah, oh, yeah)

Fuck yeah though, that′s all I wanted to know, fuck yeah

(They got to, like, do double their show, haha)

Oh, shit Okay

Yeah, haha (It was sweet)

Nah, like, a lot of weird shit just

Happened in the moment tonight (Yeah)

That was kinda like the theme of the night, was just genius happening

Shit happened, we're just gonna go with it

We′re— It is what it is... (It was crazy how it went)

I just got home from tour and I'm very sick

My apologies to you niggas that gerk if I don't yell

Fuck it, I figured I′d make some

Music for me, you know what I′m sayin'?

Yuh, yuh, yuh, huh

Bitch, I just got home from tour and it′s so hot in this apartment

What the fuck a darkie gotta do to start shit? Flying out to Utah

Then I transfer Oer to Charolette

Niggas drove for seven hours just to hop inside of our pit

Spider on my arm, my nigga wielding a guitar pick

Patrick in the van with Fl.vco, Eddy in the star whip

Drive to Cincinnati, know I'm sick making a far trip

Just got home from tour and I′m already seeing hardship

Just got home from tour and there's some bugs inside my bed frame

I can′t even sleep or get some rest inside my head, mane

I just wanna blow up, throw my mattress in a red flame

Yelling in Columbus, motherfucker got a dead brain

Mad while I'm performing 'cause you hurt by what I said, pain

So many miles, I will not be bullied by you, insane

Performing on the street in Detroit, ain′t a fucking fed came

Spider Gang, the niggas vandalizing, black and red paint

Just got home from tour and there′s some mold in my refrigerator

Summer in L.A. with no AC like an incinerator

I met up with Evan the Red Headed, he's an innovator

Riley is a savage, he′s a video proliferator

Just got home from tour, I got no food and no clean water source

Dirty Butt, and Mazi, Apollo, Naheem, Kaka of course

Suicide and I perform together and we slaughter yours

Please, come get your baby girl

The crew can make your daughters whores

"Hey, why you say darkie?" People coming up after the show

Because that is my name and it is beautiful to me, you know

Dillinger says I am black, but I do not believe him though

Bitch, there ain't a single person you can go compare me to

I am not an Indian, I′m scary, brave, and hairy nude

I been off the lean, a little molly, in a Saiyan mood

Niggas want the hate to leave, but they too scared to say it, dude

Just got home from tour and I'm depressed like all the rest of us

I might smoke some weed after I′m better 'cause my chest is puss

I'ma play the teacher and I′ll see just what my lesson does

Shoutout Alex, Luna, Grant, and Jess, know they ain′t pressing us

I don't perform at festivals yet, but just wait and observe

I′m absurd? You're the human being controlled by a word

I′m trying to leave the past behind us make a difference

People every color in my audience, deliverance

Dividends, Quaalude's in our livers, feel like bigger men

Chilling with my niggas and we lit up like a wicker man

Villain spilling Miller Lite

I gotta succeed, my patti got some bad arthritis

And it might as well be me, I′m in a field crying on Wendigo

Screaming up at heaven, motherfucker, tell me when to go

Just got home from tour don't tell me this is not the gutter

Nigga, you don't know where I been, nigga, you is not my brother

I′m with Spider Gang, we making art like nobody, no other

This the future, bitch, I just got home from tour, the Earth is mother

Yuh

Lil Darkie is the NSA

No way, have him say something else

Tell me how much you hate me, bro

I— I don′t hate you, I just— Just fuck off

I think they're using this side bro (Are they?)

Yeah, they′re using the shoulder, you're boxed

I don′t think we're getting over, there′s a firetruck

Yeah, that's a yellow firetruck

Bro, that nigga said, "Move!"