“Acid Rain” by Chance the Rapper

“Acid Rain” by Chance the Rapper

August 24, 2017 0 By CPE

“I trip to make the fall shorter. Fall quarter was just a tall order. And I’m hungry; I’m just not that thirsty. As of late, all my verses seem not so verse-y. And all my words just mean controversy.”

Kicked off my shoes, tripped acid in the rain
Wore my jacket as a cape, and my umbrella as a cane
The richest man rocks the snatch-less necklace
Spineless bitches in backless dresses
Wore my feelings on my sleeveless
My weed seedless, my trees leafless
I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses
And back when Mike Jackson was still Jesus

Before I believed in not believing in
Yeah, I inhaled, who believed in me not breathing in
Cigarette stained smile all covered in sin

My big homie died young; just turned older than him
I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always
He still be screaming, I see his demons in empty hallways
I trip to make the fall shorter
Fall quarter was just a tall order

And I’m hungry, I’m just not that thirsty
As of late, all my verses seem not so verse-y
And all my words just mean controversy

Took the team up off my back, like “That’s not your jersey?”
Stressin’, pullin’ my hair out, hoping I don’t get picked
All this medicine in me hoping I don’t get sick
Making all of this money hoping I don’t get rich
Cause niggas still getting bodied for foams

Sometimes the truth don’t rhyme
Sometimes the lies get millions of views

Funerals for little girls, is that appealing to you?
From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful view
I think love is beautiful too

Damn that acid burn when it clean ya
I still miss being a senior
And performing at all those open mic events
High school, eyes closed seeing arenas

Smoking cigarettes to look cooler
I only stop by to look through ya
And I’m only getting greedier
And I’m still Mr. Youmedia
And I still can’t find Talent
And I’m still choosing classmates that wouldn’t fuck

Mom still thinks I should go back to school
And Justin still thinks I’m good enough
And Mama Jan still don’t take her meds
And I still be asking God to show his face

I am a new man, I am sanctified
Oh, I am holy, I have been baptized
I have been born again, I am the White Light
Rain, rain don’t go away

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