Plus One - DarcSlim: songteksten, videoclips en concerten

Plus One

Hip-Hop/Rap2026

Informatie over de song

Plus One werd uitgebracht op 18 september 2026 door DarcSlim als onderdeel van het album I Own My Masters

AlbumI Own My Masters

18 september 2026

LabelDarcSlim

TaalEnglish

BPM77

Melodische kwaliteit

Akoestiek

Valence

Dansbaarheid

Energie

OVERZICHT

SONGTEKSTEN

Songteksten

Yeah

Let’s get it

I just turned the age where the sum of both numbers is a seven

And if they multiplied it’s minus one plus eleven

I’m feeling a little closer to hell than to heaven

I don’t know, I did some good in my time here

But even the man called Goodluck wasn’t liked here

I almost got jammed by a school bus, coulda died there

And maybe I’d have been a legend

And they be like, omo nawa o

And that guy been get potential like mad

I mean that I’m at the age where I pay more attention to politics and all that drama

Still ain’t got a pvc man, I feel like a bad plumber

In BoredHouse gc, selling votes for a free beat

That we didn’t see and then it hit me

People wanna sort their present needs, so just bring that money

No promise me the future of a land filled with milk and honey

Like I wan chop now bro, no dey tell me about some promised land

Na why people dey sell their votes be that

Yeah, I’m at the age where I finally understand perspectives

Might not agree with you but your opinion’s worth respecting

I understand when pops told me I’m eating too much

I bought a quarter bag of rice and this shit finished in two months

Like damn, my papa don dey spend that amount of money the whole time bruh

I didn’t really notice why he always said that

Till I did it on my own

Then you turn a certain age and

No matter how far you’ve come

You always feel like you’ve under achieved and this ain’t where you wanna be

Yeah, my younger bro is now in school, I’m drowning by the pool (pool)

James Cameron, I’m feeling blue, the color’s really true (it’s true)

I wish he had all the things I never had

He visits me at the pad, I’m teaching him how to rap (rap)

Teaching him what to say to make bitches give out a laugh (game)

Hand him an ass whooping while playing FIFA with lad (lad)

Get in the car putting the steering wheel in his hand (skrrr)

He might be up looking to me to set an example (ok)

My pockets empty while I still got a handful of problems to battle

Wish the candle could burn slower (slow)

Sometimes I take a drink, don’t ask me why I’m not sober

Wish I done seen more green, I wish I was a lawn mower

I blame this shit on my country and blame it on my degree

The lock ain’t never getting open, I blame this shit on the key

I blame this shit on my pops when I heard the allegory

I blame this shit on my passion cos it ain’t bringing the ps, damn (p)

But what the fuck am I complaining for

Life is a gift, it’s shit I didn’t pay a penny for

Know a **** worked 12-hour shifts, he didn’t see 24

Grateful for the years, damn I pray to see like thirty more

I mean, in few ways I’m better than Bruce Wayne

Let me share the thought

Both parents alive, got the unc, Alfred Pennyworth

I know what my belly wants

When I finally taste Alfredo, hope I get my penny’s worth

Gone through all the tackles standing up they asking can he fall? (can he?)

Balling no assist, they watch the screen they asking can he score? (can he?)

Looking to the ref to blow the whistle like his time is up

Till I finally put it past the one, see where I hang the ball, huh

And this might prolly be my last piece of work

I hope I get remembered (remembered)

When see yourself in my shoes

I hope it feels familiar (familiar)

I hope I touched a couple souls

Played the role of a cobbler (cobbler)

Love ain’t cost a thing

But see a hoe, cost a dollar (dollar)

Dollar and a dream, I lost my sol to a rugger

Closest **** that I called a bro was not my brother

And I thought about leaving a note on the counter (note)

But my mama, her name is Rose

And she has to see her seed grow to a flower

Guy you sef, you might, you must be unc o, guy

That means like you’re, you’re older than Adriyell guy

And Adriyell is like the, the ultimate unc guy

Omo

Written by: Divine Audu

Voettekst Shazam

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