[Intro: 110 BPM; two interlocking synth sequences; original five-note bass ostinato; soft four-on-the-floor kick; clean jazz guitar and Rhodes enter after eight seconds] [Verse 1: robotic male low tenor; dry metallic tone; conversational rap; guitar answers each couplet] Found a folded notice underneath my door, Same place, same sink, they want six hundred more. Called the office Monday, asked about the rise, Lady read a statement like she’d memorized. “Market-rate adjustment.” I said, “For what repair? The bedroom window’s busted, still gets freezing air.” She said, “I don’t set prices.” I said, “Who can I call?” She gave me an address. No number there at all. [Hook: melodic robotic chant; upper-octave vocoder response; bass motif remains clear] Priced out, Box by the door. Same old ceiling, Six hundred more. Priced out, Where do we go? You call it growth— What’ve we got to show? [Turnaround: bass ostinato twice; clean guitar doubles final notes; sequencer filter opens slightly] [Verse 2: brighter robotic rap; syncopated sixteenths; restrained electronic percussion] Brother said, “Buy something.” Bro, I did the math, Down payment alone would wipe out what I have. Found a place an hour out, called about the price, Took a drive on Saturday, went around it twice. Roof looked tired, porch leaned toward the street, Listing called it charming, said the yard was sweet. Agent said, “Potential.” I said, “What’s that mean?” She said, “Bring your vision.” I said, “Bring a screen.” [Hook: rounded robotic tenor; guitar bends between phrases] Priced out, Box by the door. Same old ceiling, Six hundred more. Priced out, Where do we go? You call it growth— What’ve we got to show? [Instrumental: eight bars; jazz guitar develops five-note bass motif through octaves and chromatic phrases; Rhodes answers; techno pulse stays steady] [Verse 3: low robotic rap; sparse phrases; warm minor-ninth harmony] Went down to the meeting, stood beside the wall, Folks against
