Eastern Tapes

Time flies when I'm having fun

It keeps moving like it ain't doing anything wrong

keep a secret, knowing that time figured it out

And it's about time, till it takes your skeletons out

As far as I'm concerned, man I'm living in time

I believe in my rhymes, though I'm empty inside

You see the hands of time have been the ones to handle my life

On the other hand, I'm giving hugs to ego and pride

What a time to be alive, with all the covid and shit

Men always are always out on the gram to slander a bitch

Personalities are clashing, if you do it please

All the nasty ass friends who'd sell you for free

I'm living through the music that I show to my fans

Everything I do or say is for the love that I get

My own father showed me how the music can last

Cause his melodies still ring at the back of my head

RIP to the jazzman, Imma carry the legacy

Though I do it differently, it's all like an expression

RIP to my father, you were never on magazines

But I swear I'll never let you go, you living through me

RIP to the jazzman, Imma carry the legacy

Though I do it differently, it's all like an expression

RIP to my father, you were never on magazines

But I swear I'll never let you down, you living through me