afədāvit - We All Need A Friend Lyrics

Yeah we all need a friend we can call
Yeah we all need a friend we can call
Yeah we all need a friend we can call
Yeah we all need a friend we can call
When the times get tougher than hell
You got no love for yourself
Every decision you've be making has been bad for your health
Which only seem to bring you more drama
And now the knot trauma noosing round your neck
Is getting tighter by the sec
Bones break through the flesh
Heavyweights start to flex
The gravity of how these highs intersect with the lows
Why we keep it hidden behind closed doors?
And in the lines of these 4/4 scriptures
There's a picture that is painting a depiction
Of a strained contradiction
Between man's own fixture on himself
And then the hand that he dealt
While helter-skelter got me lost in the fray
Not knowing what to think, and not knowing what to say
When you the only object in the way
Lemme tell ya that's when
We all need a friend we can call
Just to give your head a shake
When you're lost to a thought
That is darker than the state of the union
You way too zoomed in
Probably from the lack of movement
From being trapped as a mass consumer
With on tap amusement
On track for another fake vast improvement
Oh shit we ruined it take a look
Fiending cause you hooked
Trust me kid this shit is f*cking textbook
The innocence that tech took
How will we ever get it back
A whole generation that don't think before they act
I'm just praying that the light makes it in through the cracks
If not,
We gon' need a friend we can call
We can call
We can call
We can call
We can call
Cause it's hard to switch gears as a backseat driver
But trust me I McGiver'd this shit and
I'm gon ride with my clique 'til I die
And I spit my last line from a pit
As my mind is eclipsed by epiphanies
Coming from the dimethyltryptamine
Ripping me a new hole
Space/time flipped and it went and did a new fold
Got me slipping through the cracks and
I'm wondering where I'm at
Don't really matter I'll be laying down the tracks
This is pure phonetic gold
That is stone cold
Pouring from an old soul
A flow that the levees couldn't hold
As I inundate the plateau
With an elemental crash
I am crawling from the wreckage
With a skeleton that's XO
Very apropos to the closed mind clothesline
Choking on bespoke lines
That permeate these woke times
Whatever happened to them old vines
The ones where roots run deeper
Than your boots and your sneakers
That are built for the climb but
No matter how high you seem to get
You ain't privy to designs
That be coming from divine sources
All these naturally aligned forces
That'll knock you off your motherf*cking high horses
As maligned blood courses through your veins
And the winds of change come to cover what remains
Of a life too intertwined in the internet of things
To even hear the phone when it rings
Hello?
Cause we all need a friend we can call
Cause we all need a friend we can call
Yeah we all need a friend we can call
Yeah we all need a friend we can call