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Back On Top
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Back On Top was released on February 20, 2021 by O.N.E. Entertainment as a part of the album InnerVision
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Release DateFebruary 20, 2021
LabelO.N.E. Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylen Mykel Foskey
Jaylen Mykel Foskey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dallas Cooper
Dallas Cooper
Producer

Lyrics

I'm alive baby, but I ain't living
I'm just existing
I'm so exhausted I lost my vision
My indecision is driven by existentialism
It's hard to walk by faith
I'd much rather just walk by wisdom
Somebody call a priest and please get me an exorcism
I'll be excommunicated if I create a schism
I'm an extra terrestrial on a special mission
My premonition keeps me distant from the Kool-aid sipping
What's up Jay
How you doing
Where the hell you been
Have you been eating
Damn, my ****
You look hella thin
Why you acting so brand new
Like you can't phone a friend
Dodging messages
I guess you off the rail again
Well that's correct I'm glad you checked
I've been a fuckin' mess
This Ritalin got me twisted
On that note, I'll just leave you with this
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
But how many pepper picks did it take
To get his shit together
Um, I'm not sure what that even means
Your mind's out of this world
But i've seen stranger things
You be tripping when your sipping
And blowing on green
Go get some help
I think you might wanna give cook a ring
I'll be fine when I make to the other side
December 2020 it's been a hell of a ride
But i've been in the trenches lemme tell you why
I'm alive baby, but I ain't living
I'm just existing
I'm so exhausted I lost my vision
My indecision is driven by existentialism
It's hard to walk by faith
I'd much rather just walk by wisdom
Somebody call a priest and please get me an exorcism
I'll be excommunicated if I create a schism
I'm an extra terrestrial on a special mission
My premonition keeps me distant from the Kool-aid sipping
Mr. president, this resident is fuckin' sick
What have you done
We owe our prominence to Michael Vick
A superstar from the 75 put us on the map
It's funny how you invent the future off his fuckin' back
Regurgitate on these words
In these verses that I may serve
This situation's absurd
I'm flipping the bird
You tryna bring good feelings back
But we're still traumatized from that time
We heard that rat-a-tat
What do you do when the help ain't helping you
I'm tryna find the answers got me dancing dirty with a tool
It ain't no wonder why I'm sick of school
I'm bleeding out from the mouth
You 'bout to hit me with a finish move
Cut me open just to see more maroon
Somebody tell my grandpa
That I might be seeing him soon
I'm really sorry for the morbid tone
My heart ain't here no more, but this supposed to be home
I'm alive baby, but I ain't living
I'm just existing
I'm so exhausted I lost my vision
My indecision is driven by existentialism
It's hard to walk by faith
I'd much rather just walk by wisdom
Somebody call a priest and please get me an exorcism
I'll be excommunicated if I create a schism
I'm an extra terrestrial on a special mission
My premonition keeps me distant from the Kool-aid sipping
I got a notebook and a dream
Mary in my conscience rowing gently down the stream
All I see is C.R.E.A.M.
Money rules the world, but the world ain't ruling me
Now this I do believe
The trial leads to triumph, to prosperity
And I just got the keys
The cycle's almost over
Don't you worry about me
Because I'm
Back on top, Back on top, Back on top
Back on top, Back on top, Back on top
Back on top, Back on top, Back on top
Back on top in June
Written by: Jaylen Mykel Foskey
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