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Jelani Aryeh
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jelani Aryeh
Songwriter
Jeremiah Raisen
Songwriter
Everett Romano
Songwriter
Jean Baptiste Kouame
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremiah Raisen
Producer
Heavy Mellow
Producer
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Miles long, so it seems passing the pylons a fucking dream
'Cause in the stands, no one screams
Leaving the field with some low esteem
Every game ends the same
With too many shots to the fucking brain
Probably why I tend to space
And carry this barren look on my face
Hey, dad
I don't want to play cause it makes me
Heartless and hopeless at times
Shit I could've said sad but it's not even close
When's the last time we touched down
When's the last time I scored
Use to call me the jet plane
Little boy from the north
I had to leave the sport and the school
Shit aberrations in full
Just know that I had to go
Its good to know
This jet ain't lacking fuel
Fatiguing, done with this league of competing
My heart beating faster than feet
At a meet of jamaicans, swear that I'm faking
Love for the sport that my father was making me play
Like everyday in the summer, a bummer I couldn't display
My current dismay, rather I'd sing in my room or I'd travel by train to LA
Hey, dad
I'm finding a voice I didn't know I had
Way back, playing kanye in your older jag
05 remember us driving from legoland
Those times have certainly made me the way I am
When's the last time we touched down
When's the last time I scored
Use to call me the jet plane
Little boy from the north
I had to leave the sport and the school
Shit aberrations in full
Just know that I had to go
Its good to know
This jet ain't lacking fuel
Writer(s): Jeremiah Raisen, Jean Kouame, Everett Romano, Jelani Aryeh
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