Coda

Have you ever wondered what it’s like
To watch your whole life flash before your eyes?
Let me paint a picture for you
Get rice!
I don’t have rice…
Stop filming me and get rice!
Get rice! (Rice!)
Did the mixes by the pool
It was just a silly whim
Taught the album how to groove
But never taught it how to swim
Imagine for once you’re on top of the map (What?)
When you talk people clap
And they pay you to act
Pet Davidson sometimes texting you back (yah)
You’re funny and black so you gotta do rap
But then
When you try to give the world art
God make it stink bad like a girl fart
Cool at the edge of the pool
So he play you the fool
And you wanna know the worst part?
I know you all needed it (know you all needed it)
That’s why I completed it (that's why I completed it)
The pandemic spread
And Ruth Bader was dead
And the Prezzie was tweeting
And hate he was breeding
And everyone begging it, everyone pleading it:
Lou, are you leading it? (Lou, please!)
Now, taking my EP would change dispositions
But maybe the VP would listen (hyah) and change his positions (hyah)
And see me on stage (hyah) and be swayed by the wisdom of just one musician
(uh-huh)
Really my mission’s to make it less vicious
And maybe my vision would see that those wishes
And take all the walls and rebuild them to bridges
And give us a vaccine ideally by Christmas. (What?)
Make all my riches
And fuck all my bitches
And fill all the ditches with my opposition
But mainly this shit is religious
I dove in to fish it out (yo)
Watched its lights begin to dim (splash, splash)
Taught the album how to bounce
But never taught it how to swim. (hyah, hyah, hyah, hyah, hyah)
Think if you will the exact moment when
Lost my artistic peak
And also my friend
But also my son
And also this son
Rap career gone 'fore it’s even begun. (Why?)
I recall as it fall
I tried in vain to grab it (What?)
Screaming 'goddamnit'
Emotions running the gamut (What?)
It’s like Shakespeare had set fire to Hamlet (What? What?)
And Moses had the commandments and broke both the tablets. (No!)
Always won by being driven
And going hard (Let's go)
It’s funny how I lose it all
On a hard drive
It’s a hard life
I’m scarred inside. (Guns)
How can it be?
My tone poem
My memory (Bullets)
I can’t say how much it meant to me (tell 'em)
Was it meant to be? (tell 'em)
Lost the best work of the century. (tell 'em, hyah, hyah)
Ain’t seen enough rice in all of my years
To soak up my laptop and soak up my tears
Interstate — I’ve been here
Doing ninety on ten beers. (driving)
Jesus Christ
Take the wheel and then steer
My heart sunk but my head clear
I’m mad here
Twenty twenty — a bad year
For just me
Sopping wet just like a mop
Never saw a sight so grim (splash, splash)
Taught the music how to bop (yo)
But never taught it how to swim
Bitch, going online to spread the news
That your masterpiece will never get reviews
That you won’t do on earth what you were sent to do
Gotta tell the whole world what it meant to you (a lot!)
Make a tear-filled post — you’re expecting boos (boos)
They won’t let a black dude express his truth (truth)
I just said my views, but then I got confused
'Cos I got mad likes instead of mad abuse
You astounded me
You all clowned to me
It was just all love surrounding me
May sound silly but the whole town with me
Dumbfounded me
And allowed me
To stay on my grind
And survive all the bad shit
The LouPrint now blasted by Jesus and Chadwick
You all keep on asking
If I’ll remake the LouPrint (why, why)
But why would I step where there’re already shoeprints?
This song is a coda
An ode on its body
It’s also a thank you
And also, I’m sorry. (sorry, sorry, sorry…)
I still hear the music play
Like a sonic phantom limb
Taught the album how to sway
But never taught it how to swim