im the infamous jazz slayer, grunge layers
punk swag no prayers, brave savior
seen as the crowds favorite, finesse all the hater shit.
ship my LP to places forgeign to me
overseas currencies, play shows and blow some trees
rock queen, music fiend, ive worked for everything
indie scene wedding ring, finger blings i dont dream
singing things, painting themes, they all just follow lead
im super lucky, bummy, scummy
i run from money, it chases me.
id never fall for that slavery
major keys all i need, savory minor leads
labels say im prophecy…but im chilling
plotting shit like Im the mad villain
vision for the children and legacy
immortality, rock dying thats a fallacy
hand the crown to me
but never bow down to me
just call me stardust
