JUNKY
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics

I spit my heart out, lookin' out for my best interests
I express myself passionately, always prioritizing what is best for me

He gave me good head, peepin' out while the windows tinted
He performed oral sex on me while keeping a lookout through the tinted windows

I speak in tongues, and I arrive without a damn mention
I communicate in a mysterious and enigmatic manner, making my presence felt without any attention drawn to me

It's kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and
It's somewhat twisted, considering I was born in 1996 and

1999 the only year that I remember
1999 is the only year from my childhood that I recall

I slip through the cracks without havin' a damn temper
I easily go unnoticed without getting angry

I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin'
I dye my hair blond to stand out in a world where women are constantly complaining

I say shit when I rap and y'all niggas barely listen
I express myself honestly through my rap, but you guys hardly pay attention

I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existing
Simply by existing, I contribute greatly to the culture

Delete my tweets 'cause I'm ashamed of being a fuckin' Simpson
I delete my tweets because I'm embarrassed about being a foolish and immature person

I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain't listen?
I informed my mother that I'm gay, but why didn't she pay attention?

I signed a pub deal and her opinion fuckin' disappearin'
I signed a publishing deal, and suddenly my mother's opinion doesn't matter anymore

I'm payin' bills for my sister and tryna fund her business
I'm financially supporting my sister and attempting to fund her business

Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas?
Is it considered homophobic if I only have sexual relationships with straight men?

You know, like closet niggas, masc-type
You know, like men who hide their sexuality, appearing masculine

Why don't you take that mask off? That's the thought I had last night
Why don't you reveal your true self? That's the thought I had last night

Why you always rap about bein' gay?
Why do you constantly rap about your homosexuality?

'Cause not enough niggas rappin' be gay
Because there are not many black men in rap who openly identify as gay

Where I come from niggas get called 'faggot' and killed
In my hometown, black men are often called 'faggot' and murdered

So I'ma get head from a nigga right here
So I'm going to receive oral sex from a black man right now

And they can come and cut my hand off and
Even if someone were to come and cut off my hand

And my legs off and
And my legs as well

And I'ma still be a boss 'til my head go, yeah
I will continue to be a powerful figure until I die

Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
A casual gathering, where we collaborate and steal, all my friends are supportive

Twistin' on the truth, tired and crack inside
Distorting the facts, exhausted, and struggling internally

I don't trust nobody 'cause they don't deserve it
I have no faith in anyone because they haven't proven themselves trustworthy

Niggas run in your house, they know you doin' dirty
Criminals invade your home because they're aware of your illegal activities

I got my hand on an ounce so now I got money servin'
I have a large quantity of drugs, allowing me to make a profit

I just bought me a fifth and now I'm speedin', swervin'
I recently purchased a bottle of liquor and now I'm driving recklessly

I took an eighth of them shrooms and now I'm hearin' voices
I consumed an eighth of magic mushrooms and now I'm experiencing auditory hallucinations

I took like two of them pills, I can't remember nothing
I ingested a couple of pills and now I have no recollection of anything

I ain't under control, I'm losin' motor function
I'm not in control of my actions, experiencing a loss of physical coordination

I need an intervention, I need an exorcism
I require professional help to address my addiction and spiritual cleansing

I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction
I desperately need a therapist to help me handle my anxiety and substance abuse problems

It's very scary, my momma don't even recognise me
It's extremely frightening, my own mother can't even identify me

I'm goin' crazy, don't need nobody to say they love me
I'm losing my mind, I don't need anyone to affirm their love for me

My acts of desperation, I'm on an empty stomach
My reckless behavior stems from a place of despair, while I'm feeling physically hungry

So fuck the consequences, I ain't runnin' from them
So disregard the potential repercussions, I'm not avoiding them

Feelin' like a goner
Feeling as if I'm doomed

Put my life in locker
I've locked away my life

Hotbox in the Hummer
Hotboxing in a Hummer

Hotbox in the summer
Hotboxing during the summer

If I had the option, I would do it all again
Given the opportunity, I would repeat everything

I just wanna feel like I did the right program
I simply want to feel as if I made the correct choices

I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again)
I just want to gain the approval of my father and cousins once more

When I cut that feel I do nothing but diplomas
When I experience that feeling, I achieve significant success

Love is going, bet you didn't do it by your lonesome
Love is fleeting, and I'm certain you didn't experience it alone

So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
Therefore, I forgive my mother, father, aunt, and uncles

For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
For making me feel guilty every time they contact me

They see men dream, they see men fallin'
They witness men chasing their dreams and eventually failing

But when I dream, I'm smashing on a llama
However, when I dream, I envision triumphing over challenges, as bizarre as defeating a llama

Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelings
Both of us are negative, addicted to drugs, and trapped in our emotions

We spit venom then stare at the ceiling wondering why
We express our bitterness and then gaze at the ceiling, questioning why

My mom's no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows
My mother isn't an alcoholic, she simply desires to escape her troubles

Love her to death and soon enough I'll give back all I borrowed
I love her intensely and eventually I will repay everything I owe her

Both so submissive, take turns dominating, the light has been faded
Both of us are very submissive, alternating in exerting dominance, and our happiness has dwindled

This hate-fueled love, we don't fake it, no giving, just taking
Our love is fueled by resentment, it's genuine, but it's devoid of selfless giving, only focused on taking

I took some steps to be a bigger person
I took measures to improve as an individual

I should've thrown ya off the highway to cause swerving
I should have forcibly removed you from my life to cause chaos and disruption

Ain't no burden, ain't no sermon, ain't no motherfuckin' plaque
There is no burden, no sermon, no damn recognition

I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that
I despise hospitals, law enforcement, and the stench of death

I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike
I detest deceitful people who desire a well-behaved woman

But don't treat lady right, but they be sayin' like 'just the tip'
But don't treat women with respect, yet they insist on only engaging sexually to a limited extent

And, yeah, you mad 'cause she ain't fuck, mad 'cause she ain't suck
And, yeah, you're angry because she didn't have sex, mad because she didn't perform oral sex

Beat your ass before you got time to say 'why not?'
I would physically assault you before you even had a chance to respond

Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind
I'm here to witness your mistakes, and I wish you could simply turn back time

Time to not fuck up, thought you were just lucked up
It's time to stop making mistakes, I believed you were just fortunate

Where the respect? Is your ass human?
Where is the respect? Are you even a decent human being?

I look you in your eyes, say 'fuck you, are you fuckin' stupid?'
I confront you, looking directly into your eyes, and say 'fuck you, are you utterly foolish?'

Respect my mother, 'spect my sister, 'spect these women, boy
Show respect to my mother, respect my sister, and respect all women, boy

I get my 99, I don't own one, hit the store to blow your brains off
I obtain my 1999, I don't possess a gun, go to the store to purchase one and shoot you in the head

Better hope my aim off
You better hope I have bad aim

Better hope the range off
You better hope I'm out of range

Better hope my tame off
You better hope I'm not in control

Before I blow your brains off, boy
Otherwise, I'll shoot you in the head, boy

No hands with the stunts
Performing dangerous stunts without using my hands

Jump off the roof like I do what I want
Jumping off the roof, demonstrating my freedom to do as I please

All of the life in my past wanna haunt
All the previous experiences in my life are haunting me

And my sight of the future beginning to taunt my ambition
Even my vision of the future is now mocking my aspirations

Man on the moon, I'm marooned
Feeling isolated like a man stranded on the moon

I ain't trippin', I'm on a mission
I'm not bothered, I'm focused on a specific goal

Every time that I speak they ain't skippin'
Every time I speak, people pay close attention

Turned my inspiration to a vision
I transformed my inspiration into a clear vision

That's a given, no slipping
That's understood, there will be no mistakes