born a failure,
how’s it feel now that you can’t save him?
My mind runs away to places that had me caved in,
off the bottle complaining about past judges and cold pavements.
I’m tracing the abusers on my skin, I’m craving to use her for my wins,
And I’m dramatic
combatting my lust by the masses
but I can’t seem to break out my habit,
too late for apologies - hypnotic thru those words I’ll always be.
I was part of the mythology,
men like me lack in quality but boom in quantity
ripping rabbits from my conscience, girl of my dreams I lost it
In the shallow river I lay at the bottom and shake the cause of all my problems, bed stained with lost solace
Home breaking through loose columns,
having trouble sticking to truth cuz all I can do is boot wrongs um
And when time froze up, hope you don’t choke cuz your soul hold ups the reasons for love. Yeah…
I’ve been thinking about it lately
I was never alive,
scrutinized by barriers all my life, too inferior to realize the real lies - running from the streets that reel eyes in,
Paving the hatred for myself daily, war made me - turn to lust to soothe my ravings,
I’m buff, sharing, cold relations with women thinking it’ll save me
But all it do is take me.
And she deserved better,
but I can’t be with her, i admit my wrongs,
Lost problems are brought up I lost the love
Fucked up once, fucked up twice, I am the man with a shallow soul walking thru the night
I am the man who sleeps with the bitch called life
I am the man mistaken to walk with Christ,
the one true messiah, ego taking shots at me through the fire,
the prince drenched in purple thru the rain I admire
Made songs with my inner riot, I desire to be the man y’all require,
losing myself amidst the twisted wires
Unplug my fire so I can peacefully breathe deep in my sleep when I retire,
Fuck my values, living with the statues but let me show you how I devalue the weakest ever
and how I be reaching the bleakest weather under deep professors
I teach the lessons so you can see the false prefectures that we live in
But fuck it, at this point… I ain’t even breathing
Best believe I won’t be here next season, so listen close
I reached a point where all I am is a ghost.
And my most profound self lost itself on the road,
what glitters ain’t gold, and we all wanna die old but nobody wants to face the life so cold
So we stick around, walking in the desert with a shallow soul.
lil latino from bmore. taking inspirations from great artists and always tryna get better. i will be someone one day, the
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Zambian rapper and producer Abstract Sekai fuses golden era hip-hop with ambient sound design and a heady cosmic philosophy. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2023