To this day When I Come Home is still my favourite song I ever recorded which was about 7 or 8 years ago now, it's the third track of fourteen from my first album Thought Criminal which I still consider my best work! It's also how I met my wife Bonnie Legion, Sounds Like Shavon at the time, which makes it even more special to me! I love the verses, I love the beat, which was produced by my then producer Matty Hatt, he really hit the nail on the head with this one, and I absolutely love the chorus! I was actually annoyed when Matty told me he'd asked Shavon to do the chorus, I didn't know her at the time and I was happy with the way I'd sang it, but then I heard her version and it was game over! It's also got the best punchline I ever wrote on it, that Chupacabra line, cold!
Here's the lyrics
Verse 1:
I love the darkness, coz you can hide away and fade into it, I love the rain coz you can cry away your pain into it, it’s time to make a movement, hatred is my main influence, which wrist will I pick to put a fucking blade into it, don’t make me do it like the crew Nirvana's lead singer, when I do a master-piece, then I leave this world right after I leave my mark for you to continue the saga, and you can do me no harm, coz I use my art as a suit of armour, but label owners and rich white men have turned Rap into a beauty parlour, you’re living in la la land, damn, you really must be delusion-ta, think you’re the GOAT, shit, if you’re the GOAT then I guess that I’m the Chupacabra, Twisted Mindz, Firebrand Records, yeah we’re bringing the full enchilada, doing our part and pushing it harder, giving you hits like a frickin’ piñata, I’m putting my heart in this coz you never know when you’re gonna miss your chance-ta, I’ve become so distant, but I’m within an inch of this typical drama, it’s a dark existence living like this but giving in isn’t the answer, I feel like a carcass so this is my resurrection.
Chorus:
Coz I’m alive but I’m digging my grave, try’na survive and get through another day, I lost my mind along the way, it’s all the same, coz shit’s gonna change, when I come home. So what do we want from this life of pain, (when I come home), is there a God that can hear me pray, (when I come home) feels like I’m lost and I couldn’t be saved, but it’s okay, coz shit’s gonna change, when I come home.
Verse 2:
Yeah I write my shit, so you could get to know me, coz music is self-reflection, I let the pen control me, coz I make emotions flow, when I let those moments own me, I’m a loner I don’t need no one I’m gonna walk this path alone see, I say that, but I really know that the road is long and the journey’s lonely, so I blow weed into the air and let these TV shows console me, like The Sopranos, The Wire and Frasier, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, so I rang my ex just to tell her that I think I’m in love with Sarah Michelle Gellar, but she’s never replied to any of my letters, and I’ve lost count how many I’ve sent her, holding onto an illusion, coz anything’s better, than nothing, I’m at the deep end, take a deep breath now I’m ready to jump in, and let me drown if I don’t come up holding something, (something), coz the clock is ticking, we’re losing time, so let’s take a bite now when the apple’s ripe, but you analyse and magnify, every single fucking act of mine, so I tantalise my ex, while I fantasise our death, coz I tried to take the perfect picture but my camera died again.
Chorus
Verse 3:
I’m a slave to passion, I’m addicted to pain, and I don’t give a fuck, whether or not you think I’m insane, I’m living today for today so fuck tomorrow I’ll give it away, I wish that I saved you, but now it’s just too far to go, it’s hard to cope when your heart gets broke and there’s no denying I can’t let go, arctic flow when I freeze her there in time and when I kill her it’s gonna be televised, then I can move on with my life and look for another girlfriend that I can terrorize, when I get a mic in my hand I’m a killer right, and I might go to the pen for my parker, coz this shit goes harder than the relationship between me and my father, and mum I swear to God that one day I'll turn your tears to laughter, I’m just an artist, they can think whatever that want, my thoughts are darker, so you can boo me now and then be forced to cheer me after, I’m like Angelus, and this rap game is Darla, I’m like Christopher Moltisanti and Lissa is Adrianna, and me and Suttle are like, Bow Tie, and Omar, yo Matty, bring the chorus in.
Chorus
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