Linen

Elderflower liquor in my gin drink
Imma make it for myself cause I ain't really worried what the kids think
Midtown daps like I’m Chris Fink
Letting the kitsch sink, into the kitchen sink, think quick
I think I’m Big Noyd, I think I’m Slick Rick
I think I’m very much in need of a stiff drink
They told me life is a bitch, I met her recently &
Asked her what she want in a man she said a stiff (well)
And sensitivity n power n the essence
Cause insecurities make it doubtful that you'll be present
I’m Nash & I’m on my pivot I’m dashing I’m more conspicuous
Than ever even in the solid colors that I’m dressed in
Book of rhymes is a jewel box like Dresden
Tomahawk jam like Desmond
I don't wanna monologue fam cause I’m not quite desperate
Not just my will but not quite destined

A day at the beach
I’m drinking alone, I’m makin a speech
I smoke inside violating my lease
I been a student of this game for a minute but I’m aching to teach (I said)

Broadway Roth like it neat no chaser
Coif stay pomped with the cheap low taper
I got all the sugar I dont need no neighbor
Caught her sneaking in tryna creep on Vader (we got a code six)
Leave the premises immediately
There ain't nothin' if you tryna Wikipedia me
I’m eager to be, everything I know I am
It don't matter how low I am
I never sleep just work, homie told me 'send me the book'
And if I’m asking him then Taylor prolly send me a look
And if I’m asking him then Vader prolly send me a hook
To hell with if/whether it's getting me booked, I’m just incredibly hooked

A day at the beach
I’m drinking alone, I’m makin a speech
I like my money like my shoes, I hate when it crease
And I ain't sell my soul to make it increase, I'm tryna make it in peace

Behind the man is everything that you imagine
Half of it is practice, half of it is passion
Half of it is mad dull, half of it is action
Spitting till I’m red getting hammered with my faction
Laxing, looking like I shred my gnar
I took a trip to the bodega then I lit my gar
I leave a beat feeling as if it had been hit by cars
I know that ain't nobody better when I spit my bars (it's like)
A day at the beach
I’m drinking alone, I’m makin a speech
I'm layin' low n I been faded for weeks
Making way for day to break it ain't an ankle and it ain't the police

The sun's shining

That's the sun shining (on Magazine Beach)