Drought

The second track in Justin's Rap album "Dear Rudiff"

## **Theories**

My theory for this song is that it's about Prilly hiding his true self from the normal society to avoid being confronted about his violent thoughts and how it's leading him to want to commit suicide with the lyrics "let's put a hole inside this head".

☀If you want to put your theories here, go for it. Anyone can edit it. - Takatoose

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## Dear Rudiff

Rap album by Justin Bonitz

I’m a clown in town—not turning people’s heads

On the prowl, I’m weaving like a thread

About time that someone end up dead…

But instead, I keep my posture, keep my cool

Keeping simple, keep it loose

Got my hands all in my pockets—my gesture for truce

Just like you taught me,

I know how to blend in even though I do not fit in

It’s a costume—only pretend
In the end, it gets the job done

And these people think I’m one of them

They treat me like another splash of gray atop this palette of paint

Understand I do this ‘cause sometimes I feel trapped

Being alone under the city starts to make me retract my claws

So I gotta’ get out to keep them sharp and alert

It’s like flirting with the victim you about to make still and inert

And it’s worth it, you know?

Kinda’ gives me a purpose, you know?

If it was not for this monthly stroll,

I’d start to feel a bit worthless, you know?

And I’d hurt myself—desert myself

Give birth to the extrovert

That has been lurking and jerking these strings inside of my noggin

This world is drying up with one possible outcome

-To put a hole inside my head

Forty seasons—going on more

Cannot remember the last time we spoke

I got urges for insurgence

And words stuck in the back of my throat

Choke ‘em down with a glass of mocha

Oh my god, it’s hard to stay low-profile

I think it’s time that we both try to meet up

Agree at a place I can see ya’

I been writing, you been working?

I figured as much, since I haven’t got a letter back

My mom tried to say that you a “fair-weather friend”
But fuck that bitch, barely got it together, man

She wasn’t there! We was out in the cold—in the trenches
You kept me alive, that’s real friendship!

All she ever did was eat up my pension
When I talk, bitch don’t even pay attention

But you do, that’s why I keep writing
Yesterday, I guess was alright

This nigga tried to drop me in the alley

That shit that you taught me has started to rake up a tally

I got a talent for blood
But remorse keeps nipping at my ear

Feeling bad for these faces
Hope the feds can’t trace this…

You’s the one who told me to embrace this

I’ll be honest, I’m feeling alone

Like, gimmie’ a sign, man—throw me or bone or something

Every day is a struggle
That mirror you gave me is nothing but trouble

Another dime, another a day
Back to back—a domino, I sway

I’m starting to mind, if I’m taking your time away

Just let me know, and I’ll cut with the bullshit!
And if not, then I don’t mean to push

I know you a busy man, no need to rush
If I’m talking too much, I can shush

All these emotions—I’m tryna’ flush it out or crush it
How long until a man fully drop down

Before he hit bottom?

-Before I hit bottom

This world is drying up with one possible outcome

-To put a hole inside my head
I think I’ve had enough, and I’m ready for no more

Let’s put a hole inside this head

I was feeling good in the moment

Thought if I owned up to it, I’d show my true colors

Just tryna’ be honest
I’m like a comet, leaving a trail of blood behind me

Hey Rudiff…
Do you remember that time we picked up that slut on the side of the road?

And she tried to do us both, but you wasn’t having that—no

You wrapped some barbed wire ‘round her throat

And you pulled, and she couldn’t scream

She was choking… that was the first time I saw someone croaking

Back then, I was real soft-spoken
I guess I’ve changed a lot

And the doctor says not to strain, but ah!
I’m in pain!

I’m not going back to that place!
She can’t fucking help me, she just keeps on playing it safe!

‘Cause she’s afraid to dig down deep where my real issues sleep

Down with the shit and the sulfur and tar
Down where my real demons are

She just pumps me full of meds
And hopes that I’ll be docile ‘til I’m dead

Hope’s I’ll feel awesome ‘til I’m obviously so fucked up
I can’t possibly hurt no one no more!

Well, she was wrong, Rudiff…

This world is drying up with one possible outcome

-To put a hole inside my head
I think I’ve had enough, and I’m ready for no more

Let’s put a hole inside this head
-Tru