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by Roberto.

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You know what want from you, ooh-ooh Boom boom! young blood with the screw loose "Who's who, one love to ya, whoop whoop Boy where'd you come from?" like I'm mew two Pino di grigio from that convenience store Way back like '95, making them mimeos Way back like '99 making them videos I spent a lifetime acting ridiculous Ab initio I don't even know Watch them seeds you sown Locked but even so I could leave you 'lone Call at 3 or 4 Probably be alone Watching Nia long Taaka vodka, man I'm in too deep Sillk da shocka, I don't dispute things If my weed habit turn to snorting powder Please just pour one out before I fall asleep And we like Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay I been a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-ok Ain't no way i'll wait up, way up 'til you stay up out my way You want to be mine, but I want that b side I'm like Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay I been a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-ok Ain't no way i'll wait up, way up 'til you stay up out my way I want you to be mine, but I'm just a b side You keep calling me an angel But I think I've fallen out of space So pin me up and fix me Cause I think my heart is falling out of place And we like Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay I been a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-ok Ain't no way i'll wait up, way up 'til you stay up out my way You want to be mine, but I want that b side I'm like Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay I been a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-o, a-ok Ain't no way i'll wait up, way up 'til you stay up out my way I want you to be mine, but I'm just a b side (Yes! That's fucking perfect! Your turn What am I doing? Doubling that I have to sing over that? I don't know what you're saying)
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imhighaf 00:57
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whatitis 02:13
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violent 02:00
Yeah, yeah... This song is for a person who I'm not finna fuckin name cause I'm not tryna get killed. She low-key violent I keep my cell phone on silent My pockets worth less than my mileage That's me being honest About shit that we need to acknowledge It's seldom you seeing me smiling We sit in silence Ima just sell em a dime And be right back to you in due time Nah lil baby I promise She know I'm lying She low-key violent I keep my cell phone on silent My pockets worth less than my mileage That's me being honest About shit that we need to acknowledge It's seldom you seeing me smiling We sit in silence Ima just sell em a dime And be right back to you in due time Nah lil baby I promise She know I'm lying She know we solid I put the mid in the rello for real she ain't telling nobody She ridding shotty Whipping to sell in Ville and she willing to chill in the lobby Shit if you try me she'll the stick and get to spraying Never single out mrs she ain't playing I'll be single by the day end if you need me I'll be staying at the day inn I been staying out the way and I ain't paying You could say I gotta Ways to go Get the mud out by the muscle when the paper low Keep the love out of the hustle and I play the role Ima come out of my cover when they take it slow If she acknowledge I been staying over Probably tell my mama I been staying sober I ain't leaving college and I'ma take it over Tell em all about the shit when they come over She know she wildin She think my cousin my side bitch I told her she don't want no problems I need me some solace For 600 years we been godless No wonder I feel like a novice Gone from nauseous to free To a thoughtless degree In a matter of days and the weeks But through the thoughts and debris All you Got left of me is innocuous Stains on your sheets She low-key violent I keep my cell phone on silent My pockets worth less than my mileage That's me being honest About shit that we need to acknowledge It's seldom you seeing me smiling We sit in silence Ima just sell em a dime And be right back to you in due time Nah lil baby I promise She know I'm lying She low-key violent I keep my cell phone on silent My pockets worth less than my mileage That's me being honest About shit that we need to acknowledge It's seldom you seeing me smiling We sit in silence Ima just sell em a dime And be right back to you in due time Nah lil baby I promise She know I'm lying
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moonlite 02:32
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Fresh out of school, cause I was a high school grad Couldn't respond to my mama; fallout with twelve on my ass I feel like I'm being followed...give a fuck about your Instagram A hard pill to swallow, realizing god had got a different plan You see where I'm from lawmakers ain't shit A jawbreaker ain't a candy; gauze taped to my wrist See we all know about Hebru Brantley, but no one taught us to spell it Swear to god I couldn't stand telling my mom I was arrested I got nowhere to go, mama, and nowhere2run Try not to cry on this phone, mama, with your only son I've been fixing a hole, mama, I'll call when it's done Just short of selling my soul, mama, I'm caught in the rungs Smoke all in my lungs I couldn't call on no one if my life depended on it An end to all this could show up at any second Honestly, I'm just grateful for the time that I had And muhfucka I'm from the mud just like my mom and my dad It's all in the past like human rights and circuit city The pay so nice, the yay so white, the words are pretty Wish I could just text my mom for her to get me Never been better than anything, anyone Thinking of things that I said and done all in the past like human rights and circuit city The pay so nice, the yay so white, the words are pretty Wish I could just text my mom for her to get me Never been better than anything, anyone Thinking of things that I said and done Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody, uh huh Like Sam, what's Goody

about

this album was written about my experiences as a victim of the war on drugs and the trauma I was afforded/afforded myself in the process.

ayo is the story of two alcoholic speed addicts with a list of other dependencies entangled in an affair.

im high af is spoken from the standpoint of someone intoxicated constantly on thc to the point of derealization. dissociation, and hallucination. all to forgot what one has seen.

whatitis? is a goodbye letter to the same lover from "ayo", after using cannabis to dissociate from the ongoing alcohol & speed fueled interactions, & having to fight to gain perspective without a means to find sobriety first.

gold teef is reasoning with self. trying to convince myself i'm of value, even if it means putting myself above somebody else. the drugs aren't building me up anymore. the highs from the toxicity are gone. i'm all i have anymore and it's my fault, but it'll be okay somehow.

youdonthalftacry is an ode to my loved ones. a preface to my detachment or disappearance. a poem to remember when i'm gone, either mentally or physically, if the drugs take me.

violent is an ode to toxic codependency in a relationship fueled by the high. it's easy to fall in love on mushrooms. it's easy to forgive when you need someone. it's easy to overlook being a victim when you've got to hide everything else. it's easy to lose yourself when all your time alone is dedicated to being high.

moonlite is the mushroom fueled flame after the dominoes fall. late night drunk calls and texts from someone who goes home to someone else. you don't care if they hate you. you don't care if you hate them, you'll be there for them.

half sleep is giving up on the aforementioned love while heartbroken, peaking on LSD.

mama is the turning point. mama is having a police officer's boot on my skull and all i can think about is calling my mom to save me. how she can't. it's going through a legal battle to maintain my freedom in complete secret. realizing i can't stay in the streets and live a life i want. i can't keep using drugs as my means to survive, in whatever way.

credits

released January 14, 2023

tracks 1 & 6 feature bass by joseph sutton, recorded in Walnut Hills
track 3 features sax by amari eman & writing by jaybee lamahj, recorded in Walnut Hills
tracks 4, 5, & 8 feature synths by josh jessen, recorded in Chicago
tracks 4, 5, & 9 feature grand piano by jacob strom, recorded in Walnut Hills
track 7 features bass by patrick zopff, recorded in Walnut Hills
track 9 features guitars by takii willis, recorded in LA

tracks 1, 2, 7, 9 recorded at the former KL Studios, Inc.
tracks 3, 4, 5, 8 recorded at the monastery
tracks 3, 6, & 8 recorded at roberto's house

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