Uploaded March 2021 | Updated September 2026, 12 hours ago

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Remind me never to rap on a song again lol. Originally taken from the October 2020 release of my "Goode Grief" album, this is the intro track. I'm giving the rest of the tracks proper videos now because why not?

Lyrics, vocals, and loops by Alex Goode
Drums by Matthew Harris
Mixing and mastering by Kelby Hancock

~~ LYRICS ~~

(Verse 1)
This way
You’s a bad seed, call you Nick Cave
I’ve been sundowning since midday
I never miss shots, like Chris K.
It's a big play
I said okay
The year's flying by with the slow days
There's nothing you can add, you’re so lame
I'm screaming "black lives matter" till I'm cold slain
It's a no brain..er

(Pre-Chorus 1)
Tougher than I look, though the clutter isn't good
Getting rougher with the hooks, got another in the books
B-B-Buffer 'till I cook, you'll be stuttering and shook
Used to love her like I should; Fragile suffer, balsa wood
Catch me if you can; Want to test me? Study that
Now you're dead meat, I'm the man in the backseat of the van
I'm a heavy Thundercat, full of envy for the mad
Give me any sudden plan, it'll get me feeling sad

(Hook)
Livin’ life stuck inside flawed bodies
Payin’ fines for the crimes we copy
I cut my teeth like I’m a depressed diphyodont
You can say I walk the psycho path if you want

(Verse 2)
McDonald's Sprite, I'm crispy
I'm on Tempo, like Missy
I've never been afraid to die, so don't you ever diss me
Yeah, if you swing, don't miss me,
I'll take us both out, sissy
The only time you throw shade is when your glasses get misty
Quarantine's got me feeling
Like nothing's really real, and
Slipping away into darkness is looking quite appealing
Feel like a pig, I'm squealing
Damaged, but can you heal it?
Though life is giving me an awful hand, I guess I'll deal it

(Pre-Chorus 2)
I kept calling, but I guess you didn't hear
I feel like it'd be better if I disappeared
My voice turns into white noise in your ears,
Even though I've made my sorrow crystal clear
Life is pretty taxing, it's been a fiscal year
Failure hangs overhead, it's my biggest fear
I’m where he wanted me to be, I guess he isn’t here
If you weren’t a liar, you’d be at a different tier

(Hook)
Livin’ life stuck inside flawed bodies
Payin’ fines for the crimes we copy
I cut my teeth like I’m a depressed diphyodont
You can say I walk the psycho path if you want