Analog Man
Marlon Craft
The post's humorous, the soul's posthumous. They've gotten us
lovin' what we ought not to trust.
I've forgotten stuff that used to be the tenets of my grind;
rent's gotten up.
A lot's not enough, the crockpot of justice cookin' slow.
It's a show, it's a circus, we livin' in the con-tent.
Take our information, we ain't really givin' consent!
Take our information like we tryna keep in touch!
Out of touch is what we all get, 'nother empty pawn sent
to do the work of false royalty.
I'm tryna be somewhere on a beach livin' off royalties.
I'd rather be off-brand than be off loyalty.
Can I rest in the sand and work where the soil be?
Am I more than a plot that just needs foiling?
Immaculate conceptions, below-average retentions.
Screamin' into voids in hopes that someone gets it.
Despair is everywhere, but hope can't get arrested, damn.
I used to think I might be the chosen one;
now I'm just grateful for the growth I done.
Feel like they think my mental health woes is overdone,
without the right support, I'd be over, done.
So if you held up one of my limbs, then I owe you one, yeah!
But that type of guilt would leave me bodiless
so I mix the gratitude with New York City confidence
while we keep dichotomizin' optionless and opulence.
I'll burn with the people on the ground 'fore I take my place on the rocket ship -
your favorite would be snuggled up next to Elon and shit
leavin' you for dead in the cockpit makin' TikToks of shit.
But y'all love that toxic shit.
Call it how I see it.
How I see it isn't how they want it known.
I guess it's shame on me, I put the blame on me.
Cause ain't nobody else here can hear what they don't see.
Who wan' jump out the window?
What you say, on three?
Cause I'll die tryna fly
before I'm not what I came to be.
I'm just an analog man
in a digital world.
I'm just an analog man
in a digital world.
And if they throw away what I got to say, at least I littered them pearls.
Still could fight with my hands
in this digital world.
I guess it's shame on me, I put the blame on me.
Cause ain't nobody else here can hear what they don't see.
Who wan' jump out the window?
What you say, on three?
Cause I'll die tryna fly
before I'm not what I came to be!
I'm just an analog man
in a digital world.
I'm just an analog man
in a digital world.
And if they throw away what I got to say, at least I littered them pearls.
Still could fight with my hands
in this digital world.