From the recording HI, MY NAME IS JUSTIN (2024)
Produced by The Wanderer Beats
Saxophone by Marius Trapp
Mixed & Mastered by Kyle Upswell at Upswell Studios
Recorded at Locamotiv Labs
Lyrics by Justin Hoffman
Lyrics
Shit, I don’t know how I’m supposed to start this
Talkin’ ‘bout myself always seem to be the hardest
I ain’t really used to letting down my guard,
Usually the one to keep my feelings in the dark,
but regardless, I’ma take you back to where it started
From drinking with the homies to alone in my apartment
Lying that I’m sober, got my parents broken hearted
It’s how this story goes, ain’t no roses in my garden, mmm
I’m fully addicted, I’m full throttle
No money in my pocket but still enough for a bottle
I’m too conflicted, my fucking up be colossal
Swimming in circles, I’m drowning with no goggles
But I look up to the stars and talk to my role models
I got so much shit to say, I be spittin‘ a whole novel
This whole novel be written in hieroglyphics, I’m digging up old fossils from my past shit
To steady moving past always falling on my ass from whatever in the cabinets
Walk around in college, 40 in the backpack
Yeah, I know I’m kinda crazy, I’m bat shit
But it’s how I met Flute, he saved my life with this rap shit
I be down bad, that boy always have my back
We started from liquor and dope glasses
In between classes
Shit I wouldn’t trade it for the atlas, mmm
Hi, My Name Is Justin, I’m an alcoholic
But I consider it a blessing, don’t know what you call it
I ain’t lying though, I’m doing solid
Shit, I wouldn’t be me if I ain’t go through all it
The more I change, the more I stay the same
Now I hold a job still got an empty wallet
Shit talking in my brain, but it be my own voices that I jaw with
Only me to blame, there ain’t no way to dodge it anymore
I ain’t embarrassed, I’m an open book
That’s why I’m sharing it, this microphone my therapist
I came a long way from breaking doors, I’m a chosen crook
I’ma always be thankful for that road I took, mama look,
I can’t complain, it made me who I am today,
I wouldn’t trade it for the world, nah I wouldn’t change it
I met a few homies but a couple of them couldn’t make it, mmm
It’s a hard road
My shoulders carry weight, I got a car load
Still wonder if I’m gonna see tomorrow
Through all the pain in my sorrows,
I’ve come to learn that time’s borrowed
Can’t take this shit for granted,
Everything good, don’t panic
Every second be a blessing on this planet
Ain’t no message in those lines on the granite
Took a few lessons but I truly understand it
I don’t usually talk about my life
So this feeling kinda nice
Nah, I ain’t done yet, not quite
Heart spilling off the page, still got a lot to write
But I’ma pass the mic to whoever on my right
Think I’ve said enough so I’m finally enticed
Shit, life a journey, let me offer some advice
Take it one day at a time and you’ll be alright, mmm
My Name Is Justin, I’m an alcoholic
But I consider it a blessing, don’t know what you call it
I ain’t lying though, I’m doing solid
Shit, I wouldn’t be me if I ain’t go through all it
The more I change, the more I stay the same
now I hold a job still got an empty wallet
Still talking in brain, but it be my own voices that I jaw with
Only me to blame, but I know I got it, mmm
