I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Oh, oh-ooh
Oh (whoa), oh (whoa)
Oh, oh
They say my brain meltin'
And the only thing I'll tell 'em is
I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist
So, baby take your clothes off, a chance like this
You may never get to show off, show off
Show off what you talking 'bout (talking 'bout)
Unless you like to tease, baby
When in reality you don't know how to please, baby (please, baby)
Blue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby
Ride it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby (ma)
I'm better than your next man
And if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man (next man)
'Cause I don't play
Unless it's keys, then I play all day (all day)
You like them keys? We gon' play all day (all day)
Wet dream, fry your brain all day, all day
I think you lost your morals, girl (what?)
But it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin'
In that two-floor loft in the middle of the city
After rollin' through the city with me
I promise you gon' see
That I'm only fuckin' twenty, girl
Amnesia, put your mind in a dream world
What you doin' in the bathroom? (Whoa)
I hear noises in the bathroom (whoa)
Baby, it's okay
We can do it in the living room
Twisting turns in 'em, the only girls that we fuck with
Seem to have twenty different pills in 'em
They tell us that they love us
Even though they want a next man
And the next man's bitch want the third man (whoa)
Eddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places
Rehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces (fuck faces)
Yeah, we know just how to get a buzz (get a buzz)
Mix it with the hash (hash), come fuck with us (whoa)
I'm raw, mothafucka, I'm raw
My love so lost, and my niggas, man
These bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted
I'll plug any nigga that'll step
Man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em
'Til the ending of our credits
Life's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city
Please don't get offended when we don't answer your calls
And if you got a problem, come and find us, we can talk about it
What's good, young hoe? You about it?
Got a loft right now, you excited?
You excited
Ooh, ooh
Ah, ah
Ooh-ah
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
Yeah
What you thinkin' about?
Ooh, what you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin'?
I been thinkin' 'bout, ooh (ooh)
I know everything
I know everything
I know it all
I know it all
Ah, ah, ah, ooh
Ooh-ah, ah, ah
Ooh, oh no, no, no
Ah, ah-ooh, ooh
Oh (whoa), oh (whoa)
Oh, oh
They say my brain meltin'
And the only thing I'll tell 'em is
I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist
So, baby take your clothes off, a chance like this
You may never get to show off, show off
Show off what you talking 'bout (talking 'bout)
Unless you like to tease, baby
When in reality you don't know how to please, baby (please, baby)
Blue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby
Ride it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby (ma)
I'm better than your next man
And if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man (next man)
'Cause I don't play
Unless it's keys, then I play all day (all day)
You like them keys? We gon' play all day (all day)
Wet dream, fry your brain all day, all day
I think you lost your morals, girl (what?)
But it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin'
In that two-floor loft in the middle of the city
After rollin' through the city with me
I promise you gon' see
That I'm only fuckin' twenty, girl
Amnesia, put your mind in a dream world
What you doin' in the bathroom? (Whoa)
I hear noises in the bathroom (whoa)
Baby, it's okay
We can do it in the living room
Twisting turns in 'em, the only girls that we fuck with
Seem to have twenty different pills in 'em
They tell us that they love us
Even though they want a next man
And the next man's bitch want the third man (whoa)
Eddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places
Rehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces (fuck faces)
Yeah, we know just how to get a buzz (get a buzz)
Mix it with the hash (hash), come fuck with us (whoa)
I'm raw, mothafucka, I'm raw
My love so lost, and my niggas, man
These bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted
I'll plug any nigga that'll step
Man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em
'Til the ending of our credits
Life's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city
Please don't get offended when we don't answer your calls
And if you got a problem, come and find us, we can talk about it
What's good, young hoe? You about it?
Got a loft right now, you excited?
You excited
Ooh, ooh
Ah, ah
Ooh-ah
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
Yeah
What you thinkin' about?
Ooh, what you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin' about?
What you thinkin'?
I been thinkin' 'bout, ooh (ooh)
I know everything
I know everything
I know it all
I know it all
Ah, ah, ah, ooh
Ooh-ah, ah, ah
Ooh, oh no, no, no
Ah, ah-ooh, ooh
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Loft Music Lyrics as written by Alex Scally Abel Tesfaye
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