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Potpourri
Hip-Hop/Rap
Potpourri was released on February 13, 2026 by Deep Thought Studios as a part of the album Anathematic
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Release DateFebruary 13, 2026
LabelDeep Thought Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Thought
The Thought
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Navon
Joshua Navon
Songwriter
Jack Mabie
Jack Mabie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Jack Mabie
Jack Mabie
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(No grape vines)
Bucking every expectation that has ever been bestowed to me
(Won't blame my sign)
My intention is replacing all the systems that have molded me
(Don't waste my time)
Not perpetuate mistakes with silver plates and golden coteries
(Go break binds!)
Keep that stank off, like a centerpiece of potpourri
I ain't half the man I wish I was, puzzled by specifics
Every path I need to stumble, always humbled by the distance
I crumbled up my Bachelor's, didn't have the stamina
To tap into the passion that I have for writing fiction
Always missing from the cypher, 'cause I'm just the kind of man
That's either gifted with the fire, or retired with the quickness
I been kindred to the liars and conspired with the vicious
Only drip is when perspiring, I'm tired of the Litmus
Tests I have failed, I prevailed over sicknesses
Guest in the jail, too prevalent with the indigence
Listen to the Indigo Child, never lived up to the symbolism
Isn't it wild I'm still presenting with these symptoms?
Victim mentality, I come by it honest
'Cause my vanity is thinking that I'm keeping every promise
When I'm breaking more than half, stacking weights on my conscience
Every patience-faking laugh, another path to Congress
(No grape vines)
Bucking every expectation that has ever been bestowed to me
(Won't blame my sign)
My intention is replacing all the systems that have molded me
(Don't waste my time)
Not perpetuate mistakes with silver plates and golden coteries
(Go break binds!)
Keep that stank off, like a centerpiece of potpourri
More than twice the man I used to be, I'm vast, containing multitudes
Open wounds with faulty stitches, fair to blame the doctor too
Caught confused when radiating trauma to those near the spill
Fear the Will to fight, 'cause that's the name they gave my father
Build walls all around me, 'til the psychedelics shattered 'em
Fattened-up and flabby, least I never touched a flask of rum
Act a bum, the bastard, that can't seem to hold a job
It's a problem, and I'm wallowing, stay borrowing from Mom
And never got the capital to pay a dollar back
Denial, blame the wallet, when they never holler"Jack"
Stalled the track, barely getting back my sea legs
These dregs dangerous, they choppy and they need praise
Begging for their sympathy, 'cause I never got it
As a child, I got hostility, and gaslighting bought it
But I'm lucky 'nough to recognize the folly in my father's lies
Lining up to sever all my roots, this where the vine'll die
(No grape vines)
Bucking every expectation that has ever been bestowed to me
(Won't blame my sign)
My intention is replacing all the systems that have molded me
(Don't waste my time)
Not perpetuate mistakes with silver plates and golden coteries
(Go break binds!)
Keep that stank off, like a centerpiece of potpourri
(No grape vines)
Bucking every expectation that has ever been bestowed to me
(Won't blame my sign)
My intention is replacing all the systems that have molded me
(Don't waste my time)
Not perpetuate mistakes with silver plates and golden coteries
(Go break binds!)
Keep that stank off, like a centerpiece of potpourri
Written by: Jack Mabie, Joshua Navon
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