A song trying to capture and escape the tides of rumination. We all try to suffocate so much inner monologue, suppress grief, and ignore chances to process, and this song was a quick peek into the void we try to avoid.

Dark and spiritual, it does what music is supposed to do and creates emotion. It captures the state I was in, and the willingness to persevere mainly, especially through facing it head-on instead of distractions.

Today, so many, especially men do not find it comfortable to confront their own emotions, instead burying themselves in holes of productivity, vanity or letting it fester into something darker. This was me trying to show there are other alternatives.

Written and performed by Ugo 17
Produced by yujin
Mixed by Joe Amedi
Mastered by Maya Diaz

Lyrics
So what’s the point of it,
Need some coin to flip,
Sometimes I sit inside myself and feel the void within,
Like my lungs it all collapsing but no choice,
And we all feel so passive in this madness just a droid amiss,
I seen a baby search for joy and find discovery,
Where my spark went?
Why it run from me?
My mind was manic now it covered up with tumble weeds and lungs that pull and puff so I could barely even hum a wheeze,
Must love the grief,
Im codependant come and suffer in my company,
It didn’t click so there’s not question why she cut from me,
The cost quintessential,
For the best we move on and leave,
Honestly,
Not how many times you lose it’s how you rock defeat,
I was tryna find the groove so I could rock the beat,
A half-yard nigga I don’t dance I just bop my knees,
Like I just bop my knees,
N I can understand revenge but that shit odd to me,
Niggas talk about jugging but all they offer greed,
Im conscious off the consequence,
Still I let my conscience,
Bleed,

Still I let my conscience bleed [bleed bleed bleed]
Still I let my conscience bleed [bleed bleed bleed]
Still I let my conscience bleed [bleed bleed bleed]
Still I let my conscience bleed [bleed bleed bleed]