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Pray For The Fool
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pray For The Fool was released on April 27, 2026 by kiLomma as a part of the album Beef & Broccoli
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Release DateApril 27, 2026
LabelkiLomma
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Synclair Vincent
Synclair Vincent
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Synclair Vincent
Synclair Vincent
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gaba Esto
Gaba Esto
Producer

Lyrics

I'm at the age where I'm starting to hold grudges against,
Against my elders
You fucked up the people around me, I was eating from real homeless shelters
Was homeless with real lake dwellers, cooking real tenders
Had to learn 4 instrumentals to get out the streets against real bill collectors
Seen some real injectors that did 3 semesters with some real jesters
Not a Gemini so I'll never be a genius like Kanye so I take extra measures
No room for errors, can't be the fool, these **** is molesters
Working in that Jewish kitchen brought a different fear
I felt black for the first time in a room of whites in February
These the original go-getters and slave electors
I fucking hate the way my grandmother treat my momma
And no I feel no regrets ****, you die with that hatred ****, fuck the commas
That money mean nothing without something and that something is yo daughter
She got yo only grandson so taking care of her is taking care of me to be a father
Too many of my **** is left holy, no wonder-
Too many **** left holy, no need for any water
I'm a composer, a producer, a writer, actually an author
Also explorer, sometimes I lose her just to find her just to say "Hey Mrs. Parker!"
(And I'm aware of all your friends)
I'm aware of all your friends
(Calling you a fool)
They calling me the fool
(Tryna show me the praise)
I'm tryna show you everything
(To where I'm using you, you, you)
Yeah
I blocked my grandmother, my mother ruined my best love
I just wanna feel trusted, I feel boxed in a cage with doves
I'm a puppet being controlled by my mother, no wonder I feel unloved
You gave me the rule book and I always followed it beloved
I get that we family but I'm still human, we just happen to be blood
It's about respect, not chain of command, I'll never be a pawn
So cynical, no animosity towards you but you're so scared
It makes me wanna run, run, run, run, run, run, cream on me like a swan
I didn't want this to be like this
I just didn't think you'd turn into my grandmother but that's your mom
So I should've saw that coming so the situation I've withdrawn
From now and beyond, I'll respect your wishes but I'll never go to the street because of you
I'm torn because the queen turned into the fool
You want the best for your kingdom but that doesn't mean you burn it down
But I don't judge judy
I just let you roam free like how you're supposed to
For us, for me
I'm aware I'm often the fool but I still try to cry as the joker
Was taught Tonk but never Poker, deeper into folklore
Tote guns, still poor, false slogans, don't cry mi amor
I don't wanna feel too alone in this house, am I your nightly raconteur?
Written by: Synclair Vincent
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