Alien Letra

alien

whatchu mean tell me to

that this whole time

this whole time we’ve been busy staring at the sky

whole time all them zims vaders and them guys

can’t compare to the way it feel to cry

I was goin thru sum at the time. Depersonalized or whatever you call it, right on the verge of reconnecting with myself. Since I had felt so separate for so long, I marvel here at how exquisitely cathartic something as mundane as crying can be. We are obsessed with the next and the next but we’ve already been blessed.

maybe i’m the aliennnn

maybe i’m the alieennnn

maybe i’m the aliieeennnn

maybe i’m the lost

i woke up today and i said

mars?

fer whut?

it’s still so much left here to be studied

i sat today and cried about a girl i barely had

and wondered if nobody else would love me

On god I be so sensitive bro, years later I still process things similarly, but I love myself more these days, so it’s not as…self-critical?

but then i kicked some ass

that’s how it goes (Literally, u win some u lose some.)

it comes

to pass

sad shit doesn’t last

but i’ll be damned if it’s infrequent

there’s no reason but without it i’d be bored or boring

niggas learn to roll with the punches

like we used to get for lunch

we pack the family van

the stash up in the trunk

Like punches like caprisun pouches and that. I was thinking about these memories I had with my family, getting packed and going to Six Flags and that. Not tryna buy food there because whoooo is paying $30 for a popcorn omm.

need a handyman

i’ll call my nigga Manny
(Shout out Handy Manny omm. My siblings are like 10+ years younger, so I used to be on they cartoons heavy.)

Need a paint then it’s Clint (Shout out my trifling grandaddy, he’s a goated painter, his name Clinton.)

Need a stash house it’s only $720 for rent

I been around the block a couple times

i circled it back (Lmao, 720 for rent because we went around the block. The block is a quadrilateral which has 360 degrees, so if we go around it twice i.e. a couple times, that’s 360 + 360 =720. ICL I’m a dweeb, but that’s the point, this is the real me.)

they tried to call me out my name

how i’m supposed to react

i’ll line a trash can with grocery bags

if you keep fuckin with me

(Like what do I be talking about?? It sounds vaguely like a threat, but really it’s a normal thing.)

that’s a threat and a promise

it’s goin over your head

like underside of a bonnet

(Do u get it? I know u get it. But if you didn’t then it went over ur head just like the underside of a bonnet. That’s a protective head covering for my pale skins…)

ain’t nothin slimey about me

i keep it shiny i promise

unless i’m down and disheartened

then niggas run from the faucet

(Yikes, yeah I was depressed and literally not showering right. What, I’ma lie??)

but that don’t happen so often

not when i’ve changed my perspective

i count my blessings as plenty

i make my deals with the devil

and yet it persists (Life goes on, shorty…)

that’s the theme of the epic

i read the page where you left it

it’s here beside the nostalgia

and not bereft of the cringe

(Yeah, this song is me revisiting what I went through to become me. I am highly critical of myself, so as I review my life, there are a lot of cringe moments.)

now that i’m here i wonder where have i been

am i the highest in the room on account of the

head in the clouds

or maybe the height

i hit my head on everything

i’m fine but ask me if the things okay

(This is a cool lil sequence here. I realize that in my depressive overthinking, life has been passing me by. That’s what I mean by head in the clouds, but I am also a tall dude (lllllladiesss ;)). So, shout out that song Highest in the Room by Travis Scott for the title. And then I reference the fact that people have called me hard headed, so even though I’m hitting my head on shit because I’m tall, I’m so hard-headed that I’m cracking inanimate objects. If u even care.)

i think it knocked a few loose screws back in place

i’ll never answer my questions i got it hammered in

the way it’s formulated im sayin the sample space and the query

is that beyond my comprehension (Like bruh idk what is goin on and neither do you, and anyone who claims otherwise is a damn lie omm.)

but im not apprehensive

im a space monkey strapped to a rock

And all i got is my cock and a couple of stocks

Yeah nigga I’m out