[Intro: Garnet]
It is a peculiar sensation
This ‘Double Consciousness’
This sense of always looking at one’s self
Through the eyes of others
Of measuring one’s soul
By the tape of the world
That looks on in amused contempt and pity
This unconsented veil wraps around my eyes
Grips my mouth shut
And ties tightly around my throat
[Hook: Nate Nics]
I'm so sick of being PATIENT! I'm patient
Thinking bout my occupation,and my placement
I been tired since the late shift, make it make sense
Felt the line, "no vacations, I need replacemеnts"
My times a'wasting, yeah
On this planet standing still
"Do this, do that," yеah, I will
We dance, we whirl for the thrill
Save me from my carousel
[Verse 1: Nate Nics]
Yeah
I got my eyes closed moving like I'm blindfolded
Wish I could lie low, push myself outside moments
In this cyclone every day's a milestone
Freedom still to die for, but why we gotta die though
It's paining me, all our pain is plain to see
Still they paint us heinously and change the frame and name from
Liberation, gains, and sanctity
Straight to aimless quakes in peace, it’s hateful pieces laced with blame
In every crease, fold, and niche
Fold and flee? Hella unlikely this
Movement is building and rising it's
Taking tolls on psyches while
We dodging all the opulence
I ain't been sitting atop the list
No caring for myself
Taking for granted all my pots to piss
Too scared to ask for help
To ask for-- yeah
[Pre-Chorus 1: Nate Nics]
Sitting in this disarray, I ain't feeling this today
No, no, no
I ain't tryna stay the same, pray tomorrow's not yesterday
Ayyyyy
[Hook: Nate Nics & Exoshakeem]
I'm so sick of being PATIENT! I'm patient
Thinking bout my occupation,and my placement
I been tired since the late shift, make it make sense
Felt the line, "no vacations, I need replacements"
My times a'wasting, yeah
On this planet standing still
"Do this, do that," yeah, I will
We dance, we whirl for the thrill
Save me from my (okay) carousel
[Verse 2: Exoshakeem]
Open your eyes, I know why you're passive and distracted all the time
You might fool the masses with your laughter, but not I
It’s written on your face, I don't need to read your mind
But don't forget I could at any time
I'm The Traveler, seen your world with every different aperture
I been writing destinies and you still riding passenger
Laughable! I've been sent to help and not to laugh at ‘ya
I've been demoing a prototype, put this shit on when you've had enough
Masking up, pain you feel on a daily, uh
Rage concealed for safety, uh
Fatigue you dealing with lately, you ain't been sleeping having them daydreams
The task is tough. Take this mask and latch it up
The choice is yours but pass it up
And you won't ever be as passionate again
[Pre-Chorus 2: Nate Nics & Exoshakeem]
Sitting in this disarray, I ain't feeling this today no, no, no
If you ain't gonna change your ways, everything gon’ stay the same
You’ll be stuck being
[Hook: Nate Nics]
PATIENT! I'm patient
Thinking bout my occupation,and my placement
I been tired since the late shift, make it make sense
Felt the line, "no vacations, I need replacements"
My times a'wasting, yeah
On this planet standing still
"Do this, do that," yeah, I will
We dance, we whirl for the thrill
Save me from my carousel
[Refrain: Nate Nics]
On this planet standing still
"Do this, and that," yeah, I will
We dance, and I whirl for the thrill
Save me from my carousel
[Verse 3: Nate Nics]
Okay, tell me who sent you to help!
Why are doing this? Just for my health?
I done been through it but listening to you and
These parables making me lose it and, well
You just confusing as hell, so I'm bout to flex
If you don't start answering questions, nigga!
I ain't been doing the best, my nigga!
You best be coming correct!
Yeah, I'm often pessimistic when I'm drifting through the street
But you offering a shift as if you gifting this to me
And I'm a black man, it's a fact there ain't nothing free
So get back man, 'fore I snap and you lose some...
I've been practicing pacifism
Taxed with this activism
Relaxed when I'm rapping
But still distracted by lack of vision
So tell me your purpose, I'm fed up with the surface
If I'm buried tonight, I know tomorrow’ll be perfect
I’m gone
[Outro: Garnet]
It was Lorde who said
“The master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house”
As I hold my many identities
My consciousness keeps me wide awake
