Damien the Architect - basil Lyrics

I ain't had a white woman since Rachael
Now you got me cooking pesto with basil
I tried to act like the reason wasn't racial
Am I too spiritual to ask for a facial?
We had water in the morning it was glacial
We had the hotel at the top it was spacious
Went up a hill and I almost twist an ankle
Somehow God kept my footing down gracious
You speak English?
The language barrier makes me anxious
My friends thought I could've been famous
But I preferred to go and travel round nameless
No tag on my head am I brainless?
Back home they still screaming that he ain't shit
And they say, "back when" like he ancient
Like the shit I drop now ain't amazing
Stop glazing

My dough nuts
Empty pockets til the pants down and skirt's up
Driving reckless I damn there f*cked the curb up
What's the word huh?
You don't know God
All I need is a yes and polite nod
I don't like odds
I'm more like OZ
Feel me bleeding on the beat we might need gauze
This an empire
Tell Gazi hit me
Something bout me make the soul inside get shifty
I got niggas down kill fuh me like the swifties
But I need them to heal cuz it ain't the sixties
Still rollin cuz the life journey gets drifty
Have you ever kissed a fat girl when you tipsy?
Are you really laughing at me or laughing with me?
No need to react and say, "look how he did me."
If anything I'm Cassie you more like diddy
The way you tried to drag me you can't forget me
You really still asking, "can you forgive me?"
Let's see if the mosquitoes outlive me
Don't be acting livid in this new exhibit
You been the type for trippin but look how you livin
You with a friend who's with a friend but she left for Christmas
Am I equipped for the shits when I'm pissed w misses?
It's like a ship way I sail through the devils disses
I've seen oceans of emotions burn a tribal village
This ain't a game I hurdled Money in a friendly scrimmage
Then he hurdled over death and that's the f*ckin realest
How much you think you really worth? Shit at least a triller
I'm a born seat filler and a lip filler
No concealer on the ceiling I don't need a dealer
I don't deal with her don't even chill with her
Break a little bill for her just to ball forreal on her

I ain't had a white woman since Rachael
Now you got me cooking pesto with basil
I tried to act like the reason wasn't racial
Am I too spiritual to ask for a facial?
We had water in the morning it was glacial
We had the hotel at the top it was spacious
Went up a hill and I almost twist an ankle
Somehow God kept my footing down gracious
You speak English?
The language barrier makes me anxious
My friends thought I could've been famous
But I preferred to go and travel round nameless
No tag on my head am I brainless?
Back home they still screaming that he ain't shit
And they say, "back when" like he ancient
Like the shit I drop now ain't amazing
Stop glazing