Run

por qué quieres correr
es claro en el espejo
Le debo meter a mi mano
It’s hard for me to let go

[“Why do you want to run? It’s clear in the mirror. I should put it in my hand; it’s hard for me to let go.”
This song is all about reflections. This is the time to take my findings to heart; I’m sentimental]

asi que tengas 
We turn lovahs to straynjahs
dicen perseguí las estrellas
never tell me the dangers

[“(roughly) There you have it. We turn lovers to strangers. They said ‘Chase the stars!’, but never tell me the dangers.” That really is how the relationship hit me. Like “Wow…Would you look at that. No one wanted to warn me?”]

Ive never been a gamblin man
DAMN i wish niggas would stop callin me timid.
Ass equestrian, [Ass like a horse. Big]
But whole time it don’t sit right 🤔 [Thigh to booty ratio nonsensical]

Get Gassed Up 
They slice the windpipe
Take the wind all out your sails [Stay away from they. They love to watch you crash and burn.]
Meech said all that flash shit won’t prevail
[Meechy Darko from FBZ has a line about this in a fav song of mine U&I]
i do this by myself
i do this by my V Lone
yea me and jd [JD is an engineer I work with. He’s cracked at Tetris]
fuck around and make a ring tone
did you see him on TV?
what was he on
bing bong [I was frequenting TikTok around the time I wrote this]

way my hook is like a weapon
i can make you sing songs [Like my melodies hold you for ransom; you cant escape gettin caught in the rhythm]
is he wrong? [nope] 
take it from the man
it be getting hard to take the stairs [Take the stairs/take the stares.]

[This verse is about me calling out nonsense I see and telling people more or less I’m focusing on myself and dodging the aforementioned nonsense.]

por qué quieres correr
es claro en el espejo
Le debo meter a mi mano
It’s hard for me to let go

run!
they tell me: run!
can we wait here
soak up the sun
we all hold on tight to the one
lifetime lust after love

run!
they tell us: run!
can we wait here
soak up the sun
we all hold on tight to the one
lifetime lust after love

[We do really want that love. The Disney-crack love, storybook type. Or maybe I’m projecting.]

i just wanna jam
i don’t wanna cry for the night [Sometimes at night, I jus cry]
is you soft when yo heart in your hands 
baby i’m a man
finding ways to make you understand 
they don’t neva ask who i am [No seriously, it’s not a question that comes up before the come up, you get me? They don’t ask because they don’t care. It’s lonely sometimes, but it fuels the grind to be better than I was]

por qué quieres correr
es claro en el espejo
Le debo meter a mi mano
It’s hard for me to let go