I can’t go a minute without a compliment
You’d probably think I wasn’t too confident
But I think my grandeur is evident
And that you should all be reverent
Cuz I can’t go a day without pissing excellence
After a lifetime of champion breakfasts
My morning B.M. spells “you’re the shit”
And my reflection writes back “you’re legit”
I can’t go a month without an audience
Of people to get naughty with
Nothing gets me off more than a stage that’s lit
And a bunch of bouncing souls in a pit
Cuz I can’t go a day without some recklessness
My parents try to blame on my mental illness
My psychiatrist will write me any script
Just to get me to stop talking about my dick
I can’t go a minute without the obvious
Properly attributing to my godliness
It’s like I think success will erase where I’ve been
And right any wrong I’ve ever spoken
And you all might think that I’m a narcissist
If you knew how much I’ve blown my reflection a kiss
Or how much time I spend in the mirror
Making sure my hair looks perfectly off-kilter
Na na na
Na na na
I’m so vain
Na na na
Na na na
How do you not know my name?
I often quote my lyrics in conversation
I often think that I’m the talk of the nation
I often imbibe chemicals to drown my indignation
I often lie in attempt to hide my limitations
I often compliment in backhanded statements
I often talk my way into your bed and play dead
I often walk my way straight into your head
I often make my home in your heart instead
I often drown my sorrows over vacant spaces
I often misconstrue the rules of engagement
I often disapprove of what’s on radio stations
I often abuse my own celebrations
I often get tired with staying stagnant
I often inspire to never face it
I often transpire to escape instead
I often fear I will push away again
I often can’t believe what I’ve been faced with
I often can’t see how far I’ve been
I often can’t taste what life’s been laced with
I often can’t see how much I’ve bled
I often can’t love you the way I see fit
I often know things are all in my head
I often can’t get over past replacements
I often fail to remove my emptiness
[x3]
Na na na
Na na na
You’re so vain
Na na na
Na na na
How do I not know your name?
Na na na
Na na na
You’re so vain
Na na na
Na na na
How do I not know your fucking name?
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