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I'm 82nd to none

I can't be the only one hiding out down here

I'm a refugee of Los Angeles

Came and went since '17 gentrifying highland park,

Found my people lord if they found me we would leave our mark

On Los Angeles

Of the people you meet

Tell me who do you feel

Tell me what is their deal

I'm bouncing light to and fro

Shuffling through the afterglow

Cut down and codependent

Never could make rent without their stipend

In Los Angeles

Of the people you meet

If there's any you feel

Tell me what is their deal

May you learn to sing

May you learn dance

May you swing above your given set of circumstance

May you learn to talk without the accent

May all your dreams find something real to hide behind

As all these Lyfts just conga line the West Side

Of Los Angeles

Of the people you meet

If there's any you feel

Tell me what is their deal

Oh Los Angeles

Though the people are sweet

Are there any I feel

Baby what is their deal

Baby what is their deal