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Revert
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
Revert was released on May 5, 2026 by Lenny Beatnik as a part of the album Revert - Single
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Release DateMay 5, 2026
LabelLenny Beatnik
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lenny Beatnik
Lenny Beatnik
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Letlow
Mason Letlow
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mason Letlow
Mason Letlow
Producer

Lyrics

Escaping the infinite regress
Pacing myself in the deep end
Praying for strength when I need
Cuz shit the tank been on E
For a minute
Relaying with demons,
they quick and hate to be reasoned with
Been a slave to the reefer it’s
Everyday, through the weekend
Can’t celebrate my achievements
anticipating the revert
Back to the stage where I freeze
Sapping the faith, I’m fatigued
I need a 8th and an eater
Now and then ideation it creep up
But I gotta stay for the team
But I gotta stay for the team
Apologize in advance if I flake
Fuck around and you fumble the play?
That’s okay we make up on defense
Sound more like pops everyday
Pitched with a swing and a miss
Shit least you stepped up to the plate
Life can be simple as shit
Can also get ugly and strange
I said fuck it lets cut to the chase
And I chose not to run from the pain
Still ain’t recover from Kay
They only a spliff and a call away
But I ain’t got nothing to say
Feel like a presence I couldn’t explain
Is covert pulling the strings
Inner states in full disarray
Escaping the infinite regress
Pacing myself in the deep end
Praying for strength when I need
Cuz shit the tank been on E
For a minute
Relaying with demons,
they quick and hate to be reasoned with
Been a slave to the reefer it’s
Everyday, through the weekend
Can’t celebrate my achievements
anticipating the revert
Back to the stage where I freeze
Sapping the faith, I’m fatigued
I need a 8th and a eater
Now and then ideation it creep up
But I gotta stay for the team
But I gotta stay for the team
Adhere to the code in the strife
Repairing my soul/sole like podiatrists
I smoke and sit in silence
I’m not alright
Can’t even tell the bros the shit I’m fighting with
A codependent nihilist
Just my type
I’m my own tyrant in my mind
Still misaligned when I’m tryna step precise
Thought I hit the game winner
But my toe was on the line
Written by: Mason Letlow
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