Tennis Club (with ericdoa) ​glaive (Ft. ​ericdoa)

[Intro]
​ericdoa: So does the world know you're an industry plant?
​glaive: Do you love your mom or your dad more?

[Harp Music]

​glaive: Hi, I'm glaive, and this is
​ericdoa: ericdoa
​glaive: And, uh, we're gonna talk and we're gonna play tennis.

​ericdoa: Oh, my bad
​glaive & ericdoa: Oh, again, again, again
​glaive: Kinda, that's the first one you've, oh, nevermind

​glaive & ericdoa: Alright so, obviously we're, we're—, we're—, (We're friends), we know each other, we're friеnds.
​glaive: Um, when we mеt, you were my age, right?
​ericdoa & glaive: Yes, I was eighteen. (Eighteen—, you were just eighteen)
​glaive & ericdoa: 'Cause I'm your age now and you were my age once, many years ago. (Yes)
​glaive: Um, do you have any advice for your eighteen year old self slash me?
​ericdoa: You have a better understanding of common sense than I did at eighteen years old.
​ericdoa: All I can tell you is that it doesn—, it doesn't get worse from here, but things become a lot easier.

Chris Dudeck: Eric
​ericdoa: Hello sir
Chris Dudeck & ericdoa: It—, It—, It's no big deal, we're gonna get (Nice to meet you) this guy real quick, (Okay), yeah, it's gonna be easy. (Sounds good)
Chris Dudeck & ericdoa: Alright, turn sideways. (Sideways)
Chris Dudeck: There you go, this way, face me, haha, perfect.
Chris Dudeck & ericdoa: There you go, now just smoke him, ready? Here we go.
Chris Dudeck: Boom.
​glaive: Close?
Chris Dudeck: So close.
Chris Dudeck: Here we go, ready?
Chris Dudeck: Yep, nice, nice.
​glaive: Go to hell.
Chris Dudeck & glaive: Thats one zero, (Yeah, okay), that first one didn't count.
​ericdoa: Fuck you
​glaive: So, you're signed to major record label?
​ericdoa: I-, I am, kind of
​glaive: Have you felt that over, like, the, like over time, that maybe parts of you have been commodified?
​ericdoa & glaive: Of course, (Okay), that's just how it goes though.
​ericdoa & glaive: You sign away your baby, when you give up, you know (Yeah, but do you—), sell the rights to your thing.
​glaive: Do you—, do you regret it?
​ericdoa: No, because if I didn't then I don't think I'd be playing tennis with you right now, maybe I would be, who knows?
​glaive & ericdoa: (But-), Yeah, we'd would just be playing tennis in, like, worse outfits, probably.