does this beat feel cathartic? like a big drum go boom-boom-boom and my sneakers do a hop yeah, it feels like a reset, like I shook the crumbs right off the top 808 go bumpy in my belly, got me wobble-talkin' crazy snare so snappy, it could pop the lid off my lunchbox, maybe bass line draggin' my grumpy thoughts right down the hallway I been holdin' all my fidgets in my jaw all day then the hook comes in and the whole thing starts to bounce like a shopping cart with one weird wheel still making it around I’m not fixed, nah, I’m just loud and little silly spillin' pennies, paper bits, and half a cookie on the floor, still the rhythm got me wiggling out the static got my brain in a squeeze, then it let go — magic listen— this is for the school bus, the late bus, the juice box gone warm for the notes I wrote and crossed out, for the keys I found by the door for the me that said “I’m fine” with a face all messy and small now the drums hit like knock-knock on a bathroom stall and I’m stompin' through the noise, not quiet, not shy whole chest a jump rope, whole verse a tidy-up guy yeah, it feels cathartic feels like I kicked my old toy box out the room and heard it thump down the hall does this beat feel cathartic? I’m in it with a cheeky grin, with my laces tied too tight like a reset, all the sticky stuff wiped clean tonight and I’m back, talking goofy, but clear about it back, like my name got called and the whole room knew it back on that bounce, back on that buzz, back on that beat
