Feat. Dustin Davie was the only song on Mood Swings that was written prior to the release of Bases Loaded. I felt that the song was a different caliber and that it deserved to be recorded at a higher quality than what I was able to mix in my basement. The song is based on the concept of a conversation between myself and my alter ego Swing Adam. As crazy as it sounds, the song attempts to talk about how this persona that I've been living behind for the passed few years is somehow responsible for the music I create. I talk about how prior to the arrival of "Swing Adam" all of my songs sounded the same. I also tried to describe Swing taking over my mind. The first two verses are written from the perspective of Swing Adam while the last verse is Dustin Davie giving thanks to Swing Adam for helping him achieve musically. The song is named "Feat Dustin Davie" because every time I actually sing on a song I feel like I'm featuring my older self, going back to a time when I would perform under my real name (Dustin Davie) in the acoustic/folk genre, before this journey through Hip Hop.
The beat is produced by Joey Cutless
lyrics
Where am I?
I'm trapped inside
I make a point to get out there reminiscing on my life
well there's no point, cause he's taking over
taking over
I gotta be honest, I never thought it would be this easy
to shove him so deep into his mind
put him to sleep, put down his weapon and brought out mine
I never though it would be this easy the first time
it's like the first time he sang
he needed a name, I gave it to him
than he asked for help on stage, I gave it to him
than he asked if I could help him get paid
said I'd get it for him some day
so long as I gain control of the game
call em mind games
he's probably thinking, he's hallucinating, wishing he had a say
but I do this shit my way
Swing Adam laughin' at Dustin Davie
wondering what happened, the day he made me
slowly take control of his brain
every song sorta sounded the same
until I showed up, taught this little bitch how to play
no more nothing, your gonna be something just say it
tell the world what you intend to do, don't make me make you say it
cause than it wont be true, follow through
Where am I?
I'm trapped inside
I make a point to get out there reminiscing on my life
well there's no point, cause he's taking over
taking over
Featuring Dustin Davie, the man who made me sick as scabies
this animal came along and made me sick with the rabies
craving this rap shit crazy
the thanks he gave me
like turkey, potatoes, stuffing and gravy
came from nothing and made it
grade it scale of 1 to 10
tell him he's not a ten, tell him he's all pretend
if you even look at him wrong
you'll be promising no reconnaissance
while he sends the bombers in
honestly turning whole teams into goners instead of honor students
He's always wanted to teach, but never got to do it
he never got to schooling
you put the dog on a leash and all you got was drooling
don't wanna walk, no movin, wont ever stop the tunage
its all we got we'll prove it, this track'll drop you'll lose it
enough of that rhyme, it's time, I'm gonna be on my grind
until I die, why try?
your clueless to the movement
keep your eyes iris's on this kid just being ruthless with this music
Where am I?
I'm trapped inside
I make a point to get out there reminiscing on my life
well there's no point, cause he's taking over
taking over
Hey Swing, appreciate what you're doing for me
writing rhymes and flows making moves for me
look at all my dreams man, they're coming true for me
when no one else I knew was ever coming through for me
well I'll admit I'm little bit scared of the outcome
you cant keep in touch with no one
you can tell me how come, everybody doubts him
so I out some, get rid of that negativity I don't got no problems
no, I don't house one
I don't know how son, look at me now, done
might as well be locked up in the trunk, drunk, lump sum
I was supposed to do it little bit by little bit
I'm getting sick of it, fuck this little bit by little bit shit
I'm feeling limitless
so I'll keep you around
but when this shit starts to go down
you better be ready, dressed to address the crowd
WHAT UP
say it loud so they can hear you
if you're represent my body and mind they better feel you
WHAT UP
Where am I?
I'm trapped inside
I make a point to get out there reminiscing on my life
well there's no point, cause he's taking over
taking over
credits
from Mood Swings,
released February 21, 2014
Produced by Joey Cutless
