​ericdoa - ? (2 hour freestyle)

[Intro]
Oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse]
Tried to move out, but it just sucked
I guess I ain't really think I was better off
Tryna get this off my chest
I carry twin cannons like I'm Agent Bunny Hat (Fuck)
Man, what the fuck? (Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Oh, I'm trying
I'm trying, ah-ah, fuck
I don't even know what I'm saying
Bitch, you know we up (Fuck)
Bitch, you know me (Fuck, damn, damn)
Ah-ah, man, listen
I'ma just go off the top, I'ma just go off the fuckin' top, man, I don't care (Ah, damn, alright, shit)
Alright, huh (Fuck)
I'm in the crib, I'm jelqmaxxing, I'ma stretch to the max (Hahaha)
Oh-ah, oh-oh, fuck it
I'ma keep going, man, I'ma keep going 'til they ban me
I don't give a fuck 'bout that shit, man
I was in Atlanta with John and we was whippin' the pot, we was tryna keep it cool
We was, man, tryna make these bands, man, tryna make this money, man, I'on give a fuck
It was me and batsponge two-deep in a fuckin' Rover (Man, lemme talk my talk)
They tryna bite the hand that fed, people askin' for some Dante Red
What about me? I don't give a fuck about that, bitch (Fuck)
I'm in the crib, I'm jelqmaxxing, stretch it to the max
I'ma run it back, that's a fact, man (Fuck)
What about the house we built?
I know I got a negative canthal tilt, but, baby (Fuck)
That's right
I just wanna make my amends, I just wanna make my bands
I just wanna stack my bread, I just wanna make my ends
I just wanna, oh, I just wanna, woah
I just wanna, oh-oh, oh (Fuck)
Y'all remember back then, we would watch Myth, we would watch Ninja
We was in, like, sophomore year, we did not know, we didn't even know what the fuck we wanted to do, man
We just, we was just smokin' out of tin cans (Haha)
And we was smokin' out of Mountain Dew cans and had no plans, we just
We just wanna get high as we can, fuck around , get scammed, pay like eighty for a gram, damn, fuck
What the fuck you know 'bout that? We was in Connecticut, just tryna smoke gas, upper classman sold me some straight ass
Osmiqo with the ten gifted, ah, thank you for the gifted subs, man (Ah-ah, ah-ah, fuck)
Man, thank you for the ten gifted, but I don't really give a fuck
Fuck around and I might, I might have pull up on 'em and gift 'em my sub, man, I don't give a—, ugh
This is off the dome, this is real shit man, this is, ugh
Got a few—, couple people back home wanna see me die
I kick it with CG5, man, nah, lemme run that back, I said this
Couple people wanna see me die, I stayed there, kicked with CG5, fuck
It was me and batsponge , two deep in the sea with like two guns, yeah
It was me and brakence tryna crush the damn Perc 'fore the day ends, oh, man, fuck
Listen, you wan' eat dinner with us, you don't know what happened
If the music don't work, I'ma—
If the music don't work, I'ma end up trappin'
I ain't gon' sell work, I'ma— (Man, listen, bro, they not listening, man)
I ain't gon' sell work, I'ma sell shit to Gavin
They be like, "Who the fuck Gavin?," oh, who the fuck Gavin?
Man, Gavin is my man with the plan, then I caught him by a van, give him thirty of them grams and he made somethin' shake
I know I'm ericdoa, but I'm prayin' for a break, every day's just another headache, and I just—
Fuck
I just wanna get right, I wanna get right
I just wanna get right
Damn
On a runway, still [?]
Can't kill myself 'cause of GTA VI, in-game
In-game, oh
I can't do it yet, I got people barely comin' for my neck, but they don know
We did this from the jump we been here since the—
We been here since the jump, but baby, do I deserve it?
Do I deserve it?
Oh-oh, I deserve it (Oh-oh)
I went home last month
Walked inside the crib, like, "What it do, ma?"
Went downtown, saw a jit playin' shit out the speaker, Peso Pluma
I'm like, "Can you turn it down?"
"I fuck with Peso Pluma, but I'm tryna buy something for my mom 'cause you know it's Christmas"
That jit had the Trues on, that jit, he had the Trues on
He's saggin' on the Trues, yeah
My son, he had the Trues on, my son, he had the Trues on (Fuck)
It's hot as fuck in this room
What I do, I do this for you, oh-oh, oh-oh
When Eric came, that's when hip-hop died
Bitch, I'm ericdoa, I can't do no TikTok Live
Walked inside the spot, I show 'em how TikTok died
Man, this is real music, I could really show you how to do it
Man, you not listening, y'all not fuckin' listening (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
(Man, fuck it, they think I can't, they think I can't do a hook, I'll come up with some shit right now)
I'll come up with something sick right now
I'll come up with something sick now (Oh-oh, man, fuck)
So, before you leave me, could you let me down easy?
Before you leave me, oh-oh, oh
So, before you leave me, could you let me down easy, my love?
Come on
You know I had a team with me, shit been the same since they freed my girl Ginseng
I keep two on me, man, like (Listen)
Fuck
I remember back in middle school
The teachers saw my last name and assumed that I couldn't speak English
I was like, "Bitch, what the fuck does that mean?"
I'm obviously speaking to you in English, I don't get it
So they put me in like reading classes
Said I couldn't read bitch, cause I had some glasses
How the fuck that make any sense?
They said I had to read a level of a damn toddler
But I was reading Percy Jackson, what had happened?
Man, come on, what the hell? I was tryna get right
I was tryna get right, I was tryna get right, man
I was reading Percy Jackson as a jit, man
How that make some sense, man?
I was like a, I had other kids in my class, couldn't spell the word
Couldn't spell the word "business," like the word "business"
It ain't got that, too many letters in it, but they couldn't spell that, man
But listen, man, at least I'm not an iPad kid, an iPad kid
I'm a grown man, I pay bills and I got a crib and a girlfriend
I was out makin' damn cash, you was in crib, watching "Try Not to Laugh"
Come on, lemme just talk my talk, man, fuck
Why you don't understand this pain? We was in the crib watchin Pokimane
Wait, hold on, fuck, we was in the crib watchin' Pokimane
I'm a Tier 3 sub, man, if you ask me, I don't give a fuck
I'm not one of these Twitch streamers, man
And I'm just tryna get right, I'm just tryna get right
I'm just tryna get right, I'm just tryna get right
We was watchin Pokimane, tryna get right mane, but
With batsponge in the chat, you can change the game to music, music, to music
Where the fuck Sponge?
Where the fuck Sponge? (Yeah)
I'ma stop when they fuckin' ban me, man, where was you at?
We was on Modern Warfare 2 on Terminal with the
We had the M9 with the TEC-9, with the TEC-9
With the TEC-9, oh, oh-oh, oh
We was eating [?]
What you know about them [?]
I used to, like, sit inside the crib, and
Play like Call of Duty for like nine hours with some grown ass men who was saying the craziest things in my ears, man
Was a terrible experience, I guarantee
That's some brain damage, that's some trauma
Cause they don't understand when you all up in the crib
And you got no friends, that you gotta, you gotta turn to the box and just hit a couple sides just to
Just to feel like you have someone, just to feel like you got someone
They telling me I'm yapping
Anybody who say the word "yapping," you gotta be like fourteen years old
With the fucking, shit just get me mad as fuck 'cause, like, a man can't talk no more without no goddamn '04 hopping under his post, like, "Sir Yap-a-Lot"
Like, bitch, I've been paying bills since you've been born, so why the fuck you on my shit, man?
Man can't talk his talk no more, go do your summer math packet
Instead of tellin' me some bullshit
They tryna say, "ericdoa, the funniest artist out"
Bitch, this is not a joke, this is, this is real life, this is real life
They prolly gon' post this on Dexerto
On one of them stupid ass Twitter pages, man
I just got, I just got something to say about that man
They gon' say, "Oh my God, look at him, he's tryna, he's tryna cater to women on the internet because, because he just wants to look like a, like a better man than everybody and be on his moral high ground"
But I don't fuck with Dexerto
Motherfucker be posting too much about women and it kinda makes me uncomfortable
Because, like, it's one of those situations if one of my mans be just harassing women on the internet that are not tryna do nothin'
They just tryna breathe, they just tryna be in the same space as their other, male counterpart, but
It's just lame as, it's lame as hell
Like, why the fuck RapTV exist? If I ever meet RapTV, we might just have to, oh, we might just have to shoot this shit, oh
Thirty seconds
She said, "Eric, it's like nine o'clock, why you leaving?" Bitch, you ain't know I was Puerto Rican?
I can't stay longer than the weekend, I
My abuelo died like three years ago
I'm gonna be serious for like one second, if y'all don't mind
My abuelo died like three years ago from fucking COVID
He don't even know that his, he don't even know that his grandson made it
'Cause I used to, I used to tell him that I, I wanted
That man got me my first guitar
He saw me when, bro
That man got me my first guitar
And I, now when I'm traveling I can't even tell you where we are
I made this shit my time, yeah, I made this shit my life
I just wish that I could see his ass one more time
I ain't gonna cry on the live stream, I'm a
Man, I'm a, I ain't gonna cry on the live stream, I'm a grown man
I got, I got
Imagine if Ninja got a low taper fade
Imagine if Ninja got a low taper fade
Man, I'm sorry to get serious on y'all like that
I just had to talk my shit
And I don't even know about this, I just
This is what I wanna do for the rest of my life
But I get confused and I get left behind
I don't (Fuck)
I don't wanna, I don't wanna make no IG Reels
I don't wanna make no TikTok shit, I just wanna
I just wanna be a fucking person, make a song for you and do a little fucking dance or something, I don't even
Just wanna be myself, I mean, all my life, I wanna be myself, but the
Everybody wanna talk about a label, but
I can drop my own music
Everybody draw conclusions, they don't know that I can
To be honest, don't know if I know it, if I can do this
This shit get real, that's why I wanna be a popstar or a man, real spill
They used to think that I was a person to get the best of
Now I drink three-hundred champagne, man, nah fuck that
But I was someone that they could get the best of
Six-hundred dollar champagne, I'm with Zetra and the
And then I was really someone they could get the best of
Six-hundred dollar champagne, I'm with Zetra
Yeah, I fuck around, I pull up to the [?] club
And now I'm (Fuck)
They used to treat me like a little boy
But who's inside the background, posted with me, boy? The Kid LAROI (Fuck)
We would hit Pastaio and just fuck around, get a little pasta, fuck around, go somewhere else, fuck around, go back to the crib
Can't even
I just wanna be happy, man, but it's like
You fuck around and get reanimated on the internet
And now you have, like, two different existences that you have, one real life and one fake, and
You gotta worry about both 'cause if you, if you die in real life, well, you're dead and you don't gotta care about the other one, but
If you die in the other way, no one gon' remember you or care or anything that you ever made
And your art was useless and it was, there was no point
I need to stop caring 'bout Fantano 'cause
Shit, that isn't the point
You know, he's a, he's a grown man with his own opinions and
I'm a grown man, just tryna make these millions, I don't—
If he saw this damn stream, he'd be like, "What the fuck?"
"I fuck with him 'cause he's from Connecticut, but, like, what is he doing?"
Hot as shit inside that room, I bet he got the puffer on him, he got the—
He got the cargos on, he got the cargos on
Damn, I just burped in the mic
Man, oh-oh, oh
They out here talkin' 'bout some monthly listeners
I hate to break it to you, that shit don't matter at all
I don't understand why people can't just listen to the music that they listen to, like
Without, fucking, like, projecting that shit on a—, I'on know, bro
This shit don't even matter
'Cause everybody's fye in they own way, oh-oh (Like)
I'm just tryna—, I'm just tryna have fun, do what I love while also tryna be funny and make people laugh
I'm tryna do this for my, for my parents and for my sister and for my
And for my, for my abuela that's still alive and my, and my other abuela that's still alive and my
And my cousins back home and my, my cousins in the military, and
You know, but we, we, we ain't really get no choice 'cause we're, you know, we're predisposed, and
We're in a plate where the caucus grows, and
If you're Hispanic in that area, you either work at a Jiffy Lube, or
You sell rock to them skinny dudes, or
I don't wanna get on here and start, you know, getting political
Even though I get political all the time 'cause that's my goddamn right
I just, like—
I'ma keep going, I'ma keep going
Can't believe Chris said I'm hungry, oh-oh, oh
Ain't you eat, like, everything? You ate everything in the fridge, oh-oh, woah-oh
You ate like everything, you ate everything in the fridge
I'ma fuckin' ball like a free throw, Punks' nickname, "gordito," yeah, I don't give a—
He tellin' me to diss reef but he's like the only one that I've fucking seen in a while that
Got, like, some intrinsic talent inside his body, like—
I'm really proud of that kid, man, staying out of trouble, tryna make music
You know, he's just tryna get by and do the same thing as all of us, man, I just—
I wish I could give a piece of everything that I've done for myself and just give it to the—
In the end, do I deserve this? Do I deserve this? Oh
I'ma talk about some real shit real quick
The day I made "sheaskedmewhati—"
The day I made "sheaskedmewhatmylifewaslike," the night before, I sat inside my room and I smoked a cigarette and I
That's the first time I wanted to pop my bottle in my
That's the first time I wanted to pop my bottle, real shit, 'cause I was
Had a conversation with my mom, she said, "If the music shit wrong, then you gotta come home, go to—"
I ain't wanna come home, I didn't wanna go to college, I ain't—
I ain't wanna do that shit, oh, didn't wanna do that
I ain't mean to get vulnerable in front of a bunch of fucking strangers, I ain't even check the view count, but, like
I was eighteen, in my room, sitting crisscross, tryna pop my shit, but I missed, ah
I'm just in my room and I'm pissed off, twenty-one, I ain't get the—
I ain't get this shit off yet, I ain't get this shit off yet
This is coming off the chest, I got two foreign Mex—
You know what I was gonna say, but I don't wanna get banned, fuck, man
I'm just tryna get right, get right
Because I was dancing with somebody, please never remind me
One point in my life, I ever wanted you by me
What the fuck they know about that song?
What the fuck they know about that song? I was three deep, me and fuckin' John, fuckin' Zetra, making hella songs, tryna—
Know you didn't want that, but I just wanted to explain, I just wanted to explain
Oh, I just wanna—, ah (Fuck)
I just wanted to explain, oh-oh, oh (Oh)
He sayin' this is prerecorded, this ain't prerecorded, I'm just like this, I got problems
If you got problems with me, we could solve 'em
Everybody gonna—, fuck
Everybody gon' see me and post this video on goddamn every social media and be like
"Oh, he think he funny, he sat here saying a bunch of bullshit for the past forty minutes"
They don't—, they don't know what it—, they don't know what I'm on, they don't
They don't understand that this is deeper than all that
Like, how he get this far? Last week, I had a
Last week, I had a dream that all my music isn't art
That this some Disney Channel shit, maybe the guy with the Carti profile pic is right
Maybe I should end my life
He sayin', "Nobody listen to that damn shit, we just waitin' for Music"
And he's probably right, right, right, oh-oh, right
My manager told me I gotta, I gotta stop being negative
But it's kinda hard not to, but I'm just tryna change it, I just wanna be a better person, I just
I just wanna be a better person, I just wanna feel like I deserve this
Wanna feel like I deserve this, oh, my fucking voice broke
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm 'bout to—
I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to blow, oh
I'm 'bout to blow, oh-oh, oh
Man, ooh, stroke that shit, you better stroke that shit
Ooh, stroke that shit, you better stroke that shit
I'm 'boutta beat my shit, stroke
Pullin' it fast, doing it slow
Dreamybull, I'm 'boutta blow
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh
They're, like, askin' me, "Eric, why the fuck you make songs 'bout masturbation?"
I said, "Why the fuck you dudes ain't got patience?" I'm just
I'm just tryna be my damn self, man, oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm just tryna be myself, man, I'm just tryna be myself, oh
Every, everybody tryna, tryna be a mysterious motherfucker, wear all black with, post on Instagram, fit pics, and do everything
Like, bitch, you weren't watching Yogscast back in the day, you are not him
You were watching IHasCupquake, we know that
I'm not coming for nobody, I'm just saying, the people that do that, shit, they do that shit, for real
You work at Verizon, why the fuck you got Balenciaga on, man, the fuck?
You was watching Minecraft Oasis
You better switch those Bulldozers to some Asics 'cause
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Ain't nobody talkin' 'bout you, Punks
Can we get a mod to un-mod him to make him shut the fuck up?
And in the end, it was just me and batsponge, two deep in the cut with them big guns, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I'ma [?]
Posted up with fuckin' ericdoaVault
Man, he kept my career alive, he kept my career alive
If I didn't get the VALORANT song, then the whole damn shit would've gone wrong
Whole damn shit would've gone wrong, I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make some M's off some damn songs, but
They want me to make some damn TikTok trend, I don't want no IG Reel
Bro, this isn't me
If my career die and I can't grow shit, give everything I—
I'm in this bitch, just trying not to crack, I'm just trying not to crack
How the fuck you gon' stroke your shit to this, to this serious ass stream?
I'm just tryna get right and you tryna cream
Man, what the—? I got some freak ass viewers, man
Why the fuck I even do this? Man, I'm tryna make art and I, and I got some dude in my damn chat, tryna
Man, what the fuck wrong with y'all, man? Man, oh-oh, oh
Man, batsponge, go ahead and ban everybody talkin' 'bout busting or edging or something, oh-oh
What you don't know is that this is my favorite thing to do in the world
I wish I could do shows for twenty-four hours so I could just sit here and get everything off my mind
Y'all don't understand, man, this is just the same shit that goes on every fuckin', uh
We was in the crib, watchin', say it with me chat
2022, we was, we was watchin' Pokimane, we was watchin' Pokimane
I remember way back in Atlanta, I met 6 Dogs for the first time
He came to my crib and we start the shit, talkin' 'bout some—
We played MW2 and we walked around and I told everything about his
He told everything about his damn problems and I tried to find a way to solve 'em
And I told him 'bout my problems and he gave me advice, he showed me
He showed me guided meditation, who knew it'd save my life?
I remember that night, got a text—
I remember, it was in the morning, I was on my phone, I was on a meeting, and
John, John came in the room, told me that he
I wish I could've seen him, but my fucking car sucked, I don't even stop at Starbucks
Only got to see him one time, only got to see him one time, what's the point, man?
He was like my f—, he was like my fuckin' hero, I don't
I wish I could go back, everything was easier
But we can't go back
I don't really understand how this shit turned to a therapy session
I don't wanna trauma dump on none of my fans, none of my supporters, that shit isn't cool
You gotta separate me from what I am and I'm a human at the end of the day, but I'm also ericdoa and I don't (Fuck, man)
Motherfucker tell me that I'm yapping, goddamn first-time chatter can't support no one
I bet you in the crib on your PC, playing games in the Discord, and
And he made a goddamn, and he made a goddamn thousand dollars this month
Oh, I get it, man, you live in a crib with your mom and your dad and your sister, she going to an Ivy League
But you just in the crib, in your room, hit the pen 'cause you— (Hahaha)
You hit the pen 'cause you can't do nothing else
So you gonna come into my chat, projecting and saying crazy shit, man
You're twenty-five, why do you still call it a penjamin? (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh, oh, ah, no
I ain't mean to flame you, but you came in my chat, tryna chill so I had to go crazy
I been goin' for an hour, I got content for lightyears but I don't wanna think about it that way
Man, why the fuck we always gotta think about content now?
Whatever happened to just kickin' it with the bros and making stupid ass songs, but now it's all about, "Oh, I gotta post this damn TikTok, I gotta post this damn YouTube Short," what the fuck is a YouTube Short?
I've been short since YouTube came out
I don't give a fuck, man, you know what I'm about, I gotta
Man, I'm like, I'm like 5'8 in the right shoes, I got white dudes always tellin' me that I'm a small fry, but I
Why the fuck you gettin' on me? Why the fuck you gettin' on me?
Like, "I ain't know ericdoa was that little," well, man, fuck y'all, man
Man, I'm just a petite guy tryna get by, man, I'on give a
Your bitch like me anyway
'Cause I can sing and I got glasses and I got curly hair and I can dress well and I
I got beautiful eyebrows from my mama
Lemme tell you 'bout my mama, y'all
My mama, my mama work her fuckin' ass off
She work her fuckin' ass off, man, and that's a beautiful woman, man
Man, she just, she was tryna do the best she could
And my dad tried to do the best he could too
We was in Connecticut just on some bullshit, man, I was
My mom is the first person in the family to go to college, my
And my dad the first person to make more than, more than like fifty-thousand, and
I'm the first person in my entire bloodline to touch more than a hundred-thousand, I
You're not listening
Do you know how it feels to be twenty-one and pay your sister's tuition?
Fuck it, I'ma let it out now, I'ma f—, I'ma just let it out now, man
I would do everything that I fucking could for my sister
She taught me how to live right (Fuck, I'm sorry, fuck)
Fuck it, I'ma just let it out (I'm actually crying, I'm sorry, at, at, cause at one point, it was a joke, but now it's not)
My sister taught me how to live right and now
Now I can take, I can take care of her and her kids and her kids' kids and her kids' kids now
Who knew it'd go well? Feed my whole family off of cracked FL
You're not listening, I fed my whole family off of cracked FL
(Man, they gon' think I'm fuckin' cringe for this, bro)
No matter whatever they say 'bout me
Whatever they say 'bout me, I put food in they damn hand
Finally became a man
I can take my father's hand, told him
Liam, I'd be so down to get food , but I'm in this bitch, goin' crazy
And I got, like, tears running down my face and shit, I don't want you to see me like this
I'm literally not kidding, I'm actually crying and I haven't cried in a long fucking time
Damn
I don't wanna be like that one video, like, where she was in the crowd and
She was raising her hands and she was like, "It's okay, it's okay," bitch, its not okay
No, it's not okay
I just wanna be the last one standing, couple years ago, I would watch Hamlinz, now I
Couple years ago, I used to watch Hamlinz, now I
I never learned how to build, oh, I never learned how to build
But I fuck with AsianJeff, man, when his grandma rotated in, that shit was
Two-hundred, two-hundred, two-hundred
Two-hundred, build me up, build me up, uh
Build me up, build me up, oh-oh
My emotions attatched, I ain't got no mats
Two-hundred, two-hundred
Man, you know who else I fuck with, man? I'ma just keep going, man
Jynxzi, I fuck with Jynxzi heavy, man, you know
He's just a young man tryna get bread, tryna do what he love, man
On some sketch, man, he's just a funny ass dude, man, he just be
Sitting on the game, playing Madden, oh
I'm not gon' lie, what I'm 'boutta sing next is kinda crazy, but you remember way back then when—
Matt Healy was all up in the goddamn news, talkin' about dating somebody
I don't understand why they date him, but his people got L strokes, L strokes
It's crazy how I could go from, I could go from laughing to, from crying to laughing and talking to y'all about how I love my sister so much
And then I could talk about how British people got no strokes (Lemme stop)
Do I love Jake, man? Liam, that's a good question
I guess I fuck with him, nah, sike, nah, man, that man saved my life
Showed me how to get right, showed me how to stack bread
Showed me how to keep a fuckin' clear head 'cause this shit's not safe
Every single day's not made, it's just—
They tryna say that I'm scamming someone
Tryna say that I'm scamming
You tryna talk about Ash, man, I love that guy
I just want that kid to be safe, I just want him to be the face
I just want him to feel great everyday that he's here 'cause he knows he's special
He's a great kid, he's just tryna get through the damn madness
'Cause ain't nobody give you a damn fuckin' playbook to this stupid ass, fuckin' music industry nuances and grown ass men
Telling you that your shit is fye, you're up next and this is what's gonna happen
And somehow you're still stuck in the same thing that you were
Talking about numbers and shit
Talking about yap shit, shit
I didn't mean to rant on a fuckin' livestream and get shit off my chest, but this is the only way I know how
Zetra can tell you, while I was setting up this light and this fog machine, I set the smoke detector off, like, five times
I'ma keep going 'til there's nothing left
Tryna be with the angels, that's why I got, "Divine," tatted on my chest
If you don't believe me, it's right here
And I got Zetra in my chat, tryna—
And I got Zetra in my chat, tryna engagement farm
Tryna engagement farm
But it's okay 'cause that's my bro, I want him to have the same
Man, they just tryna play me like I'm pussy like I can't sing
And that everything is AutoTune and glitches and some hyperpop shit, yeah
Just so you know, I wanna put this shit to bed once and for all, man
I don't care what you call my music, man, you can call it hyperpop if you want
Those were some good days of my life
And I'm gonna remember them for like the, the rest of my life
But I feel like people have a lot of opinions on the internet, and I would never take it away from the originators or the people who really invented it
I would never do that, a chance that I would ever get in the world
The sounds that you hear, the snares, the synths, the basses
Give them their fucking credit
They're all made by trans women
Or trans individuals, or anyone in the LGBTQ+ community
Shoutout SOPHIE, man, rest in peace
Them snares were so fye
I remember hearing every single song in one, one sitting that one night when I found her
I remember I found Pop 2, and I had to look at every other fucking producer, A.G. Cook made my brain explode
SOPHIE made my brain explode, umru made my brain explode
I just wanted to be real, I wanted to get that off my chest 'cause
I feel like a lot of people feel like we're encroaching an area
That we're not supposed to be and take the credit of other people
And I don't wanna do that at all, I just, I want everybody to be awesome and be friends and make music and shit, you know?
I'm not tryna be a copout at all, or an engagement farm and say something that's gonna get people to like me, I promise
This is just real, it's just raw shit, I just wanna talk, 'cause I can't fucking talk
I end up ghosting every fucking— (You know what, lemme not, lemme not)
Getting too personal so I'ma just vocalize
So I'ma just vocalize
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, wait, I fucked that one up, lemme try it again
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh my God
Motherfuckers so right, shoutout Ice Spice
I feel bad for her, but I, I'm so proud of her, man, it's just
Everybody's so quick to switch and I love it because they realize when someone can get better at doing shit and
I'm not gon' lie, I was hating at first and I'ma keep it a buck
I was hating at first, but now I'm glad that she's up
He tellin' me to hit the damn Quan
Like I'ma emote for him or somethin'
Man, what the fuck? Man what?
There, you happy now? Are you happy now? Yeah
Man, I hope nothin'
I hope none' I said in this fuckin' stream is like a
Thing that people think I'm just sayin' on purpose, I just
I just wanna get shit out my fuckin' head
I just wanna chill with the bros
And I wanna go to Top Golf
And I wanna go on tour with bixby, I love that kid, he's like a nephew to me
That kid could write a fuckin' song, I swear to God I just wanna see him up
I wanna see him do the same shit, wanna, see him buy his—
I wanna see him buy his fuckin' parents cars and buy his sisters everything they ever wanted
Buy 'em everything they ever wanted
'Cause I could buy my sister whatever the fuck she want
Whatever she say, whatever she point at, I pick it up and I—
I put that platinum card down
'Cause they ain't never think that I would get that back in my school, man
Tryna put me in a fuckin reading room and tellin' me
"Eric, you 'bouta be a senior in Algebra II"
I'm like, "You damn right, damn right"
I learned y=mx blee, fuck, blee
Mx b for like, fuckin', like five years, like five years
I even remember what that shit means
I don't even wanna see a slope 'cause that mean we goin' downhill
And I don't wanna go down
I'ma keep it a buck though
Eve