(Ginger’s Song of the Day: February 24th, 2020)
Watsky (feat. Dumbfoundead, Grieves, Adam Vida, Wax, Rafael Casal, Daveed Diggs, and Chinaka Hodge) - Exquisite Corpse (xInfinity)
“Now what the fuck you talking it's the end of the world? I been on Pinterest tending to the end of my curls I mean the sky is always purple, people running on vapors I mean the trip you been gone, I ain't gon read it in the papers Nothing's all that different, been the same for black women When apocalyptic breakfast follows revelation dinners The lights been out, the water smelling of flint Exquisite corpses laying where the bodies had been No bombs over Baghdad, just drones with grenades When life gives us citrus we learn to drop Lemonade So okay fellas shall we get in formation? Bump some pied piper R up out the trunk this scraper Do the end of the world styling in our fitteds and gators Lure these stupid mufuckas on a goose chase Use whatever's already up in my suitcase I got a whole jones for this open road And my flow so cold we don't need AC I popped fo' no doze, I'll read this formal prose Bet you Butler knows how to make us free A Lauren Olamina in Trumped up world A black magic woman still being called girl But the only constant is change holmes.”
