Released: July 31, 2020

Songwriter: Abstract

Producer: EverybodyCallsMeGiorgio Cryo Music

[Refrain]
Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip
No, it's not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist
That's an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this
Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip
No, it's not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist
That's an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, uhh

[Chorus]
They told me I'd never get to see (Days like this)
They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)
What's reality to me? (Nights like this)
I wonder where I'd be

[Verse 1]
If I had listened to critics who never made a difference
Courtside while the boy slide, better bench a gimmick
I'm real with it, your strings lifted put on a show
Jiminy Cricket, he's in your ear, passin' you quotes
Driver seat, I never sit where passengers go
Known to rap but I snap on hooks like Passenger though
Up-and-comers intercept like I passed 'em the flow
I'm tryna touchdown in a PJ, just pass me the dough
At lunchtime I had punchlines comin' out my throat
Nowadays, it seems bars just don't matter no more
If it ain't silver platter then it's over your head
"Mumble rapper" sound smarter than "wannabes," I guess
A lot of words for you to use for you to not say nothin'
Your lyrical spiritual miracle's lackin' the substance
Nowadays, the word "talent" way too much in discussion
Sorry if I'm soundin' bitter, I wish that I wasn't

[Refrain]
Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip
No, it's not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist
That's an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, uhh

[Chorus]
They told me I'd never get to see (Days like this)
They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)
What's reality to me? (Nights like this)
I wonder where I'd be

[Refrain]
Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip
No, it's not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist
That's an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, ohh

[Verse 2]
Vision potent; you hear it, I wrote it
Lived it or livin' with it
My life in my lyrics, that's why it hits your spirit
Pen game like I ghost for the dopest around
Concepts been more than profound
Name escalated, my feet won't ever detach from the ground
Humble but don't muzzle my confidence
Ambiance got me bubblin' but it's troublin'
When idols slackin' and you start wonderin' where the muscle went
Guess it's my turn, so I'm givin' you one-hundred percent
Suicide the vibe when I get tired of it
I don't repackage mine, I sell the song and chuck it
Your favorite rapper predictable like a Mickey D's
I'm seven gourmet courses but won't force you to eat

[Chorus]
They told me I'd never get to see (Days like this)
They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)
What's reality to me? (Nights like this)
I wonder where I'd be
They told me I'd never get to see (Days like this)
They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)
What's reality to me? (Nights like this)
I wonder where I'd be

[Refrain]
Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip
No, it's not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist
That's an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, uhh

Abstract

Growing up in New Jersey, Luke Terkovich, otherwise known as Abstract, was involved with music at an early age. Learning how to play piano, electric guitar, and the drums were Luke’s first involvement with music — and he did it all before 6th grade. With a move across country from New Jersey to Jackson, Wyoming, the distance between learning and playing new instruments got larger. It wasn’t until several years later that Luke began to mess around with freestyling during his high school years spent at Jackson Hole High. Evolving his newly found musical expression into Raised in Jackson, WY, Abstract is known for his immense musical versatility and affinity for providing uplifting music for a turbulent world. With a knack for storytelling, he provides introspective motivation to all who take the time to dive into his work. Notably known for his remix of Ruth Bs Lost Boy “Neverland” which has garnered hundreds of millions of plays on YouTube, his work with Drumma Battalion and Roze, and his 2016 album Something to Write Home About. He heads a collective known as “A Team Worldwide” 5 musicians from 4 different countries. Producers Drumma Battalion of Norway, Blulake of Sweden, Cryo Music of Scotland, and Abstract. Coming off his first overseas tour with YONAS, the ATWW collective is gearing up to drop Abstracts new album/experience late summer 2018.writing detailed lyrics, he began to find that he could vent the stresses of his everyday life through creating music. Slowly progressing through the years of his new town where he calls home; balancing school, life, and music developed Luke to become Abstract.

Trying to find his sound was a young teenager who just looked to get something written down and then translated into music, and eventually rap. Still in his caterpillar stage of metamorphosis was a young Abstract who released his first ever collection of songs, properly named The Dream.

In 2012, through YouTube, Abstract met Craig McAllister, a producer from Glasgow, Scotland. During that period, Abstract was in the midst of working on On My Own Time and was the first time Craig showed up with Abstract. Afterwards, the duo started to mesh extremely well and produced the five projects, Under Lights & Microscopes, A Life To Live By, Dreaming With Eyes Open, The Science Of Feeling Tall, and We Are The Artist.