my jealous fan (2022)

*In the booth* (Song Li's angelic voice) Yeah, I don't believe ya, w hen you said you was different. 'Cause I heard it all before.... *Chills throughout the studio*

  *Reese walks into the studio* Zabi: “Hey, what’s up cuzzo. You need anything?” Reese: “Yeah, uh, hi Jenny. How are you? But this girl I knew for almost a couple of years is writing me this letter. And, I’m trying to match her energy. It’s an emotional time, but she’s so good to me and I’m trying to comfort her in the best way I can.” Jenny: “Sure! We’d love to listen. Babe, be nice and help the boy out! Sorry, he can get a little dark at times. He’s been so burnt out since the project with all the late night talk shows and performances.” Zabi: *slightly chuckles*  “Omg, don’t listen to her. You can read it in front of us. It’s coo” Reese: “Okay, here it goes.” *Reese starts reading* I might not be the best with words. But, uh, you’re sweet, the sweetest thing to me. On days that I’m angry with the world, you stepped up. You helped me mature through the pain. I’ve been in shame. For years, I’ve lost friends, lovers and turned to the dark side. But why?  Lost of connectio...

  mess it up Take my life, dress it up Signed a deal, I got papercuts They wanted them, but they got us Yeah, yeah, uh Uh, sleepin' in, faked sick took a drink, fucked me up memory, im lost at one Hello world, you fucking suck HEY, HEY Keep my mouth shut and wave HEY, HEY I'm dancing on my grave Mm Mm (Styles & Baron together): Everybody's so nice lately not nice… Polarized feelings, I don't wear them on my face lately don't wear them on my face… Internalized everything the headlines say lately Everything they say… Demonized just because I was a angel face baby HATE ME. CAREER SUICIDE. HEY, HEY Keep my mouth shut and wave HEY, HEY I'm dancing on my grave Mm Mm

  I turn the news on when I smell death in the air I prove you wrong, I made it out of here I don't belong, I see my past everywhere Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD I got a war zone inside of my head I made it on my own, they said  I'd be in jail or dead I've seen my brothers fall, over and over again… But the days seem long as life gets shorter We know sex, drugs, money All in that order Ain't no structure, no peace,  We've lost our order Leaving me with anxiety Fucking up my sobriety… I turn the news on when I smell death in the air I prove you wrong, I made it out of here I don't belong, I see my past everywhere Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD I got a war zone inside of my head I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead I've seen my brothers fall, over and over again Don't stand too close to me I GOT PTSD.

  Whoever thought a bull from from a city full of rattlesnakes Was ever gon’ make it out the grass patch… I turned heel, had me looking for a better deal A better future, who wouldn’t fucking ask that? Coming home from school, I had tears in my eyes They was picking on me, my future, they let out bad laughs  Now, I have enough love to give away It’s better days, I refuse to have flashbacks… Nobody thought I knew what I was doing Nobody believed, so nobody would walk me through it.. But nobody achieved what I achieved If only somebody could have just seen what I seen.. Said they praying for me, don’t we all got needs? ’Til I walk in the room, and they all just freeze And they all look relieved, like, ”Shit If Reese made it, now, we all got cheese” Nahhh Homie, that ain't the way it work Especially if you ain't even put in a day of work Now, they going crazy ’cause I made it first See, homie, I just made it work… It’s a cold world, ask my old girl She feel my pain, and I ain’t e...

  Something's got a hold on me… I can’t let goooo…. I feel no hope…. NO…. SOMETHING’S GOTTA HOLD ON ME  I can't let it go….  Out of fear, I won't… NO…. Something's got a hold on me… Life can bring much pain. Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding. If we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain? But, there are many ways to deal with this pain. Right? *Slight pause* *Nick & Crew walks into the room* Nick: “Hi, are you the one they call Z?” Zabi: “Yeah, um who are y’all?” Nick: “Oh, my apologies good brother, I’m Nick, and that’s Dustin, AJ and Jaden. We’re from Boston, but one of our producers recommended we travel down and stop by your building. I think Malak at the front, let us in.” Zabi: “Wait which producer?” AJ: “It was Sunjun.” Zabi: “OH, yeah me and Sunjun are cool. So what kind of music y’all ma-“ Nick: “Sorry to stop you there, but we were hoping to put you on our sound.” Zabi: “Well, if y’all like that. Let’s record something. Jus...