Tabula Rasa Wasiu (Ft. KAYTRANADA)

TABULA RASA
[Verse 1: Wasiu]
Sometimes I get that writer's block- Fack… that incredible fire stops
Tires lock, ahhh, feel like my entire cock is solid rock
And I'm tryna piss, I'm kinda pissed I got 96… Missed calls
My manager say where ‘em tracks you been at ‘em for a minute
Ima have em when I'm finished
Quit harassing, Ima get it
I'm busy nigga, gotta work, 'cause this rap don't pay tuition
I'm trippin, 'cause we all know this nigga Lysick lazy bastard with the spittin
I'm splitting gon catch the bus maybe something to fill my brain with
Possibly them crack heads or bitches with the face lifts
Maybe I'll blow up with the help of Mrs. fake tits
Pull a silly con in search of inspiration
Patience, virtuous
But waiting, superfluous
To making, the perfect steps to greatness, I'm sure what's left to make it… is still
There… Can't front like it ain't… Fading
Definitely won't help, with all these fucking blank pages…
Alright?

[Chorus]
My mind is the blankest slate, oh no can't paint the page
I guess it's safe to say writer's block is my name today
Ta-Ta-Tabula Rasa
Ta-Ta-Tabula Rasa
Ta-Ta-Tabula Rasa
Guess it's safe to say writer's block is my name today
Ta-Ta-Tabula Rasa