More songs by mgk
Description
The rumble of the subway, theft at the bus stop, holes in the brain scan, endless “what the hell?” thoughts inside your head - all of this mixes together into a chaotic stream of consciousness that is both nauseating and funny. It's like a confession, but also like a stand-up routine about life, where depression is just a word in the lexicon, and belief in conspiracies coexists with concern for friends who are “behind bars.”
The pulsating beat holds you like a nicotine hit: sharp, bitter, but necessary until the emptiness floods in. There are no genres, rules, or propriety here - just a restless brain locked within four walls and the desire to shout one simple question to the world: “What's going on?”