The Light lyrics

[Intro]

Oh, it's a gnat in here

Get out of here, gnat

You got something to tell me, gnat?

You got something you want to tell me, gnat?

Huh? Alright

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]

Cuff my nuts, place myself on house arrest

Locked in, judge, jury, bailiff, bet

When it rains, I'm dry, sun shines, I'm wet

Push up demons, fuck it, doin' 'bout 50, 11 sets

Ignoring your texts like sweet babies who cry in the church

Or if your partner got popped yesterday and school come first

My favorite color's yellow, maybe 'cause I'm mellow

And I got so much style, it's probably 'cause I'm ghetto

My mommy never cooked a Cosby dinner

And often times I took a L for Mrs. Winters

But I'm getting off the subject

Off the boat, got my luggage but the quote

Pack light starts to echo through my mind

So I'm rushing now, hushing now

Laid my suitcase down like prom night

Zipped it open started pulling out

Tossin' memories, socks, thoughts who pretend to be

Boxer briefs, pants, pictures of frenemies killing me

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]

To make room, room, room, for the light

Lately I been sober, chasin' new highs

Cut the cord to my bungee

You can be yourself, don't be shy

Take your time, don't you rush things

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]

Thought I bought a Rollie, but forget that, I didn't need it

Just let that holy water wash over my Caesar dressing

Like that Thursday in November, know that they'll remember style

Boil it then let it simmer down, we blowing smoke between the breeze

The twists are Senegalese

No more Backwoods blown, we ride the rings of memories

We wired the intricacies of our logic, no hands in my pocket

Still got my hand on my weapon

He more Malcolm than Martin, a bit more Baldwin than both

You need a cauldron for mixing a black man's soul into soup

So many fishbowls can't cope, you cracking jokes 'bout the soap

We more concerned with the truth

You niggas burning the booth, these niggas burning the wick at both ends

Fade to black I'm ghosting in the light

Lately I been waking up at night, tryna to beat the day

Overconfident, I can't be Issa Rae

[Chorus: Johnny Venus & Doctur Dot]

To make room, room, room, for the light

Lately I been sober, chasin' new highs

Cut the cord to my bungee

You can be yourself, don't be shy (Yeah)

Take your time, don't you rush things

[Verse 3: Doctur Dot]

I know what I know, but you heard what you heard

So you poked your head in, got suspicion confirmed

Been on my feet for miles, so my soul got some burn

Still it's fuck how you feel on my bottle of pills

If you can't hold me down then you don't get a turn

Yeah, yeah, fame is less worse, nothing sacred no more

Either take what you want or you make what you earn

If I kill you, I promise, I'll pray for you first, like

Ooh-ooh (Hallelujah, Hallelujah)

If you love me, grease my scalp with this 380 in my lap, like

Ooh, yeah

[Chorus: Johnny Venus & Doctur Dot]

To make room, room, room, for the light

(What's the worst thing that could happen? Use the answer to relapse)

Lately I been sober, chasin' new highs

Cut the cord to my bungee

You can be yourself, don't be shy (Yeah)

Take your time, don't you rush things

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:The Circus (2020)