Grits N Gravy

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This album may be the most personal and least filtered project in the WATCH ]|[ catalog.

While many of your other albums explore concepts, philosophy, technology, consciousness, social commentary, or cinematic storytelling, Grits & Gravy feels like a man sitting on a porch, telling stories from a lifetime of wins, mistakes, observations, humor, pain, relationships, survival, and self-reflection.

Musically it embraces Texas blues, blues rock, shuffle grooves, greasy guitar work, swagger-heavy vocals, and storytelling traditions that trace back through Muddy Waters, Albert King, and Stevie Ray Vaughan. Lyrically, however, it often feels more autobiographical than traditional blues. Many songs are rooted in real observations, personal experiences, humor, aging, relationships, identity, and resilience.

BIG MAMA's HOUSE

Awright now…

Lemme tell ya bout Big Mama…


Big Mama can cook

That fat-back… Lord be mean

Smell that smoked cornbread

Mmmm… n them greens


Don’t come talkin diets

She feed more than bones

Ain’t nothin like soul food

Make a tired man whole


I been drivin all night

Tryna stay alive

That little roadside kitchen

Bring a dead soul back to life


Big Mama can cook now

Big Mama can preach

Big Mama know heartache

Big Mama teach peace

She look ya in the eyes now

See pain deep in yo soul

Big Mama got somethin

That make broken people whole


Pulled in near sunrise

Eighteen hours gone by

Coffee hit my chest Lord

Bout brought tears to my eyes

Wasn’t just the food now

Wasn’t just the plate

Big Mama hugged my shoulders

Said “Baby you gon’ be okay”


Some folks serve ya biscuits

Some folks serve ya pain

Big Mama serve forgiveness

Wash hurt away like rain


Big Mama can cook now

Big Mama can preach

Big Mama know heartache

Big Mama teach peace

She look ya in the eyes now

See pain deep in yo soul

Big Mama got somethin

That make broken people whole


Big Mama can see…


What ya tryin not to say…

Big Mama can heal…

When the whole world walk away…


Big Mama just smiled…

And said…

"Baby… Sit down and eat."


Loop 123…

That Texas road…

She more than a truck stop…

That woman…

Feel like home…


Big Mama for life…

ooooh… Big Mama…

I’m always yo child Big Mama…

Love ya…

Watchillie…

Big Mama's House was written as a tribute to a disappearing piece of American culture: the family gathering place. Specifically this is from the perspective of a truck driver who regularly stops at a restaurant in west Texas called Big Mama's House.

The song captures the essence of a lonely man driving long hours who longs for the love and care he receives when he arrives at Big Mama's house; where he knows he is familly. He is 'home.'

While the specific details are fictionalized, the emotional core comes from the universal experience of remembering places that felt larger than life when viewed through nostalgic eyes.

The song intentionally embraces warmth, nostalgia, and celebration rather than sadness. It focuses on what remains rather than what has been lost.

At its heart, Big Mama's House is about legacy.

The house becomes a metaphor for stability, tradition, family identity, and cultural continuity.

The food, music, stories, and conversations represent more than simple memories. They symbolize the transfer of values and wisdom across generations.

Many people eventually realize that what they miss is not the physical house itself. What they miss is how that place made them feel.

The song explores that realization through the lens of Southern blues storytelling.

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BLACK WIDOWS

Tell ‘em what my name is


Way down in West Texas

Twin sisters raisin’ hell

Workin’ lonely rich men

For the watches, cars, and sell

Too slick for the lawman

Livin’ way off the map

Whole damn town knew ‘em

By that honey trap


Them girls had brains

Them girls had legs

Had a way to make grown men beg

They was sharp

They was mean

Prettiest danger ya ever seen

No brakes

No limits

Could play sweet like ladies


They Black Widows

Black Widows

Black Widows

Black Widows

Watch out for that bite!


Law close behind ‘em

Still runnin’ free

Honey bees with switchblades

Smilin’ through them teeth


For your life insurance

And that brand new ring

One kiss from temptation

That sting gon’ sting


Them girls had brains

Them girls had legs

Had a way to make grown men beg

They was sharp

They was mean

Prettiest danger ya ever seen

No brakes

No limits

Could play sweet like ladies


They Black Widows

Black Widows

Black Widows

Black Widows

Watch out for that bite!



Betta look out

They gon’ bite ya


Before ya know it

You say yes not maybe

Bit by

The Black Widow


Tell ‘em what my name is

Black Widows was inspired by observations of manipulative and destructive relationship dynamics.

Rather than presenting a simple "good versus bad" narrative, the song portrays a seductive personality that attracts people before gradually consuming them emotionally, psychologically, or spiritually.

The blues format allows the story to be delivered with swagger and humor while still carrying an underlying warning.

The Black Widow figure operates on multiple levels.

She can represent:

  • A toxic relationship
  • Addiction
  • Obsession
  • Self-destruction
  • Manipulation
  • Temptation

The listener initially views her as a person, but as the song progresses she becomes symbolic.

The deeper meaning is that most destructive forces do not arrive looking dangerous.

They arrive looking irresistible.

The tragedy is not that the victim is weak.

The tragedy is that the victim often walks willingly into the trap.

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SUZIE

Susie came back

Right that wrong

Celebratin’ freedom

Was her song

Hands in the air

With top down

Wind in her hair

N feelin proud

Drivin’ down the coast

All night long

Pedal to the floor

Face to the sun

Hands in the air with the top down

Now susie she go


Suzie drivin’ fast to pass

Suzie blowin’ past her past

Red louie on the gas

Suzie drivin’ fast to pass

Hands up n flashed to the lawman

Now suzie she go


Went to the law

Get some help

Man swung wild

Lost himself

Fist through the wall

Past her head

That’s when she snapped

What she did

Grip locked tight

Held him down

Head-lock snap

He on the ground

No more mess 'cause she free now

Now susie she go


Suzie drivin’ fast to pass

Suzie blowin’ past her past

Red louie on the gas

Suzie drivin’ fast to pass

Hands up n flashed to the lawman

Now suzie she go


Smart in the room

First on scene

Devil in her eye

Lips cut mean

Men line up

Just to catch that smile

Line stretch back

Fifteen miles

Hands in the air

She free now

Say it out loud

She free now

Hands in the air

She free now

No more chains 'cause she free now

Now susie she go


Suzie drivin’ fast to pass

Suzie blowin’ past her past

Red louie on the gas

Suzie drivin’ fast to pass

Hands up n flashed to the lawman

Now suzie she go


No brakes ain’t stoppin’ nowhere

Now susie she go


Yeah she out


Go 'on suzie

Watchillie girl


Suzie was written as a celebration of personal liberation.

The story follows a woman who decides she will no longer allow other people to define her identity or limit her choices.

Rather than framing her as a victim, the song portrays her as someone reclaiming control of her own life.

The upbeat groove reinforces that sense of freedom.

Suzie explores transformation.

Many people reach a point where they realize they have spent years living according to expectations imposed by others.

The moment of change can feel frightening.

It can also feel exhilarating.

The song focuses on that second feeling.

Suzie becomes a symbol of self-determination.

Her journey is not about rebellion for its own sake.

It is about authenticity.

The freedom she discovers comes from becoming herself rather than becoming what others expected.

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NECKBONE

Awright now


Doctor said

What seems to be the problem son?

I said

Man my neck done quit on me


Went to the doctor

To see what’s wrong

Too many pains

Been lastin too long

I weren’t lookin for pills

Just came to get checked

Need me some relief

For this pain in my neck


My neck bone surely broke

Lord my neck bone surely broke

Yeah my neck bone surely broke

I can’t take this sore no more


Maybe slept wrong

Maybe moved too fast

Maybe workin all week

Or mowin all that grass

Just feelin funky

Doctor help me please

X-ray MRI

Somethin give me ease


My neck bone surely broke

Yeah my neck bone surely broke

My neck bone surely broke

I just can’t take this sore no more


Doctor leaned back said

Boy I got somethin stronger than medicine


Tried acupuncture

Tried a brace

Tried some oxy

What a disgrace

Tried me some ganja

Tried CBD

Wasn’t till I grabbed this guitar

Got relief in me


Now I know

My neck weren’t cracked

Just needed little blues

That’s a fact

Turns out guitar

Was the cure

When your neck bone broke


My neck bone surely broke

Lord my neck bone surely broke

Play that guitar heal my soul

I ain’t sore no more


Watchillie

Neckbone began as a humorous blues song inspired by physical pain and the absurdity of aging.

The song takes a simple problem—a painful neck—and transforms it into a dramatic blues catastrophe.

Rather than complaining, the narrator leans fully into exaggeration and turns discomfort into entertainment.

It follows a long blues tradition where hardship becomes humor.

Beneath the comedy is a familiar reality.

As people age, they begin discovering that their bodies no longer operate according to the rules they remember.

The frustration is universal.

What makes the song work is that the narrator refuses self-pity.

Instead, he treats the situation like a full-blown blues emergency.

The result is a playful commentary on aging, physical limitations, and human resilience.

Sometimes the best response to pain is simply laughing at it.

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polymath

Yeah

Yeah

Tell em what my name is

Tell em what my name is


Cider sippin

Stiff upper lippin

B steady pimpin

I aint trippin

This the stitch

Sigil codin

Im enrollin

Apprentice be with the quickness

Peep the stitches

You be wearin

People starin

Your mind rarin

Its iconic

Yeah ironic

And pharaonic

Episodic

Smoove psychotic

Not demonic

Yo its exotic

Autonomic

This harmonic

Is hypnotic

With the knowledge

Got you back on full attack

Beat is never whack tight exact

Make yo mama clap leanin back

SLAP SLAP

Drop you to the floor to the mat

Surgical vertebrae spinal tap

Betta add

Do the math runnin fast

Jesse Owens glidin past

In your face

WAP WAP

Copper to the dome make em splat

To the morgue to the grave

Make em pay

Why you ask

Tell em what my name is


Tell em what my name is

POLY-MATH break it down

Tell em what my name is

POLY-MATH wear the crown


Silk drippin

Smoove soft

Outlast

Movin past

Hit the gas

While Im climbin

And inclinin

88 zoom

Then rewindin

Movin back

Back in time

Robo-tech

Got the tech

The mech is mine

Transformin

And performin

Got the head

Black lion

Not denyin

Its gotta be funky


Listen up


While you mess around

Dont you ever come around

Shots for another round

Standin on the holy ground

Seein thru the ultrasound

Breakin bones you hear the sound

Microphone my battleground

Wear the pschent double crown

Its gotta be funky


Got you back on full attack

Beat is never whack tight exact

Make yo mama clap leanin back

SLAP SLAP

Drop you to the floor to the mat

Surgical vertebrae spinal tap

Betta add

Do the math runnin fast

Jesse Owens glidin past

Tell em what my name is


Tell em what my name is


POLY-MATH


Polymath was written as a playful autobiographical character study of Watch3.

The song embraces curiosity, versatility, and the refusal to remain confined to a single identity.

It combines humor, confidence, self-awareness, and swagger into a blues-rock celebration of lifelong learning.

The song's call-and-response structure reinforces its larger-than-life personality.

Polymath explores the tension between specialization and curiosity.

Modern society often pressures people to choose one lane and stay in it.

The narrator rejects that idea completely.

He is interested in everything.

Technology.

Music.

Science.

History.

Art.

Life itself.

The song argues that intellectual exploration is not confusion.

It is freedom.

The swagger exists because the narrator is comfortable being unconventional.

Rather than apologizing for his wide range of interests, he celebrates them.

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now i got a cat

Over fifty

Life been rough

Paycheck never quite enough


Marriage

Kids

One long ride

Tryin keep it together

Swallow that pride

Mama said she needed someone

Something soft to love

Kids all grown now

Barely think of us

Most days

Don’t know where I’m at

Turned around one evening

And realized

Next thing I know

I got a cat



Next thing I know I got a cat

One more in need

One more mouth to feed

Next thing I know I got a cat

Little Black and white

Staring back at me


Not sure where it happened

Or where I went wrong

Maybe I quit listenin

Too busy writing songs

Mama needed comfort

Maybe that’s my fail

Opened up the front door

Saw a black-and-white tail

Next thing I’m saying

Next thing I know I got a cat


Next thing I know I got a cat

One more in need

One more mouth to feed

Next thing I know I got a cat

Lord

I’m in disbelief


They say a home’s a castle

Where a man resides

That phrase was made by men

Just trying to survive

To keep her happy

I give her what she needs

Even when that something

Ain’t exactly meee!

Now I look up

See that little head

Guess who’s sleeping

On my side of the bed



Next thing I know I got a cat

One more in need

One more mouth to feed

Next thing I know I got a cat

Lord

I’m in disbelief


Now somehow

There’s three

Watchille

Now I Got A Cat was inspired by a Watch3 true story where on an unexpected Mother's day his family ended up with a kitten. It is also a metaphor for the sudden and unexpected way animals enter people's lives.

Many pet owners begin with resistance (in this case it was Watch3), then, almost without realizing it, they become completely attached.

The song follows that transformation through humor, some fictitiouis events for emphasis, and observation.

What starts as reluctant acceptance eventually becomes affection.

The cat represents something larger than a pet.

It symbolizes the unexpected responsibilities and joys that arrive without invitation.

Life often changes because of events we never planned.

The narrator believes he is in control. The cat quickly proves otherwise.

The humor comes from watching someone slowly surrender to a relationship they never intended to have.

Underneath the jokes is a deeper message about connection and vulnerability.

Sometimes the things we need most arrive disguised as inconveniences.


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i ain't a stranger

Pulled up to the Pack Saddle

Slid down at the bar

Caught sight a them roses

And a redheaded star

Cashmere on her shoulders

Whiskey in my hand

She leaned a little closer

Said “boy what’s your plan?"


I ain’t a stranger

Just gimme some time

I ain’t a stranger

I’ll do ya right

I ain’t a stranger

Girl don’t be scared

I got the key to your dream house

Lemme take you there


Talked for bout an hour

Time flew fast as sin

Said her name was Suzie

Tryna outrun him

I told her "girl I’m safe now ain’t got no dirt to hide"

She said every man say that"

I said “lemme testify"


I ain’t a stranger

Just gimme some time

I ain’t a stranger

I’ll do ya right

I ain’t a stranger

Girl don’t be scared

I got the key to your dream house

Lemme take you there


Girl all I want is your safety

Let me treat you like a queen

I know that lowdown bastard

Left some scars ya can’t unsee

But if he comes around here

Tryna drag you back again

They gon find his boots in Texas

But they won’t find him


I ain’t a stranger  (tell em what my name is)

Just gimme some time

I ain’t a stranger

I’ll do ya right

I ain’t a stranger

Girl don’t be scared

I got the key to your dream house

Lemme take you there


Watchillie

I Ain't A Stranger is a song about experience.  It is the follow up companion to Suzie whereby a man meets Suzie on her journey and they strike up a conversaton at the bar.

It speaks from the perspective of someone who has survived enough life to recognize patterns, motives, mistakes, and consequences.

The narrator isn't claiming superiority.

He's simply saying:

"I've been around long enough to know what I'm looking at."

The song embraces the wisdom that comes from scars.

The central tension is between youth and experience.

Modern culture often celebrates novelty, disruption, and reinvention.

This song argues that there is also value in hard-earned knowledge.

The narrator has seen success and failure.

Trust and betrayal.

Love and loss.

Because of that experience, he no longer needs to prove himself.

The confidence comes from survival rather than ego.

The song ultimately becomes a statement about maturity and self-awareness.

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roadhouse

Watchillie


Went down to the smokehouse

Guided by ribs

That smoke hit me hard

Miles down wind

My mind can taste it

That spicy red gold

Ain’t nothin’ gon’ stop me

Pedal to the floor


Fire in the mirror

Hunger in my bones

That brisket keep callin’

Tellin’ me come home


Heading to Ellie Mae

Betsy Rose

Brisket on my mind

While I’m drivin’ down the road

Driving Convenience

West to the shed

Tryin’ to make good time

Before the daylight ends


Need that smoke

That slow Texas smoke


Custom homemade spices

Never get enough

Oak mixed with mesquite

That flavor hits tough

From Wolfforth down to Marfa

Lubbock Austin too

That smoke is my religion

Baby bringin’ it home to you



Sauce stain on my blue jeans

Fire in my soul

That pit been workin’

Since the sun dropped low


Heading to Ellie Mae

Betsy Rose

Brisket on my mind

While I’m drivin’ down the road

Driving Convenience

West to the shed

Tryin’ to make good time

Before the daylight ends


Somebody pass the biscuit

Greens and cornbread too

Down here that smoke runs deep

Like only Texas do


This ain’t just supper

This a way of life

Smoke roll through the air

Like a Saturday night


Heading to Ellie Mae

Betsy Rose

Brisket on my mind

While I’m drivin’ down the road

Driving Convenience

West to the shed

Tryin’ to make good time

Before the daylight ends


Still drivin’

Windows down

That smoke still lingerin’

All through town

Need that smoke

That slow Texas smoke


Watchillie

Roadhouse celebrates the timeless culture of blues clubs, roadside bars, dance halls, and gathering places where music becomes the center of community.

The song pays tribute to venues that exist outside mainstream entertainment culture.

These are places where stories, friendships, heartbreak, and music intersect.

The roadhouse itself becomes symbolic.

It represents refuge.

A place where social status disappears.

A place where working people gather.

A place where music becomes medicine.

The song recognizes that blues music has always been connected to community.

The venue matters because it provides a space where people can temporarily set down their burdens and simply exist together.

The piece encourages listeners to view challenges not merely as obstacles but as opportunities to gain deeper understanding.

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went down hard

Watchillie


That liquor had me

Down on the floor

Too many warnings

Ignored before

Thought I was livin’

Friday night style

Folks weren’t with me

They mocked me wild

Wanted compassion

Some real respect

Can’t buy dignity

With a paycheck


I went down hard

To the bottle

Trying to hide

Things done wrong

I went down hard

To the bottle

Feeling free

Feeling less alone


Whiskey wine beer

Night after night

Temporary peace

Temporary light

Thought I found people

Thought I found friends

Crabs in the barrel

Pull me down again


I went down hard

To the bottle

Trying to hide

Things done wrong

I went down hard

To the bottle

Feeling free

Feeling less alone


Then they told me

“Boy go talk”

Face your demons

Take that walk

Learned my lesson

Bad coping plan

Had to see myself

For who I am


Now I don’t go down hard

Though it scared me

Mirror starin’ back at me

Now I don’t go down hard

Don’t chase away blues

With a bottle again

Papa got new shoes

Papa got new shoes

Watchillie

Went Down Hard is one of the album's most honest songs by Watch3.

It deals with failure, setbacks, mistakes, and life's unavoidable collisions.

Unlike many modern songs that focus exclusively on victory, this track acknowledges that everyone eventually experiences defeat.

The song was written from the perspective of someone who has been knocked down repeatedly but continues moving forward.

The title carries dual meaning.

It refers to both the severity of the fall and the emotional impact of the experience.

The narrator does not minimize the damage.

He admits the hurt.

He admits the struggle.

What separates the song from despair is persistence.

The blues tradition has always been rooted in transformation.

Pain enters the song as suffering.

It leaves the song as wisdom.

The deeper message is that resilience is not the absence of failure.

Resilience is continuing after failure.

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She had enough

Suz went on try'n to live her life

Her troubled past in the wind bye bye

Started workin made her own job

Independent she her own boss

Always led with her heart on her sleeve

Some took advantage denied her needs

They thought she soft but don't know she rough

They soon go'ne find out she'll call that bluff


She's had enough


She's had enough


You know she tough


She's had enough


They was demanding just take take take

Full of lies she learned they was fake

Looked other way cause they had cute kids

Manipulation career they biz

Like ticks all they want was blood

Sucked her dry and nev-ah e-nuff

Suz was angry she gave her time

Now she see they done lost they mind


She's had enough


She's had enough


You know she tough


She's had enough



They pushed ol' suzie and our girl snapped

She bought a wig and a baseball cap

Late at night she went out on the prowl

Full disguise she crept to they house

Nostrils flarin and red eyes beamed

What was comin would make a big scene

Flipped a blade and she slashed both tires

Lit the tank and the car caught fire


She's had enough


She's had enough


She had enough


She had enough





Racin north with her hands up high


Drivin fast with no past in sight


She left it all to be free n take flight


It was wrong but it felt so right



She had enough


She had enough


She had enough


She had enough



She had enough


She had enough


Girl suz is tough


She's had enough


She Had Enough continues the story of Suzie, the recurring character introduced in Suzie and carried forward through I Ain't a Stranger. While those songs explored freedom, resilience, and rebuilding after hardship, this chapter examines what happens when someone who has repeatedly given of themselves finally reaches a breaking point.


The character of Suzie tries to move forward, work hard, and create an independent life for herself. She leads with compassion and empathy, but that same kindness makes her vulnerable to people who manipulate her generosity. Over time, the constant demands, dishonesty, and emotional exploitation wear her down until she finally snaps.


The final act of the song shifts into a blues-style revenge fantasy. Rather than serving as a literal account, it reflects the emotional intensity of someone who feels pushed beyond their limits. The over-the-top vigilante imagery is part of a long storytelling tradition in blues music, where frustration, anger, and revenge are often amplified into larger-than-life tales.


Musically, She Had Enough was designed to remain in the same Texas blues-rock world as Suzie, but with a more aggressive and defiant attitude. The groove is tighter, the vocal delivery is more syncopated, and the recurring hook, "She's had-e-NUFF," serves as a warning that Suzie's patience has finally run out.

At its core, She Had Enough is a song about boundaries.

Suzie begins the story attempting to build a better life. She is independent, hardworking, and optimistic. She believes in helping people and tends to see the good in others. However, the song quickly reveals the downside of that approach: some people view kindness not as a gift, but as an opportunity.

The second verse explores a common pattern of emotional manipulation. The people around Suzie are described as constantly taking while offering little in return. One of the key lines,

"Looked other way cause they had cute kids / Manipulation career they biz"

captures the conflict many people experience when compassion becomes entanglement. Suzie ignores warning signs because she sympathizes with others' circumstances. The song suggests that empathy without boundaries can become a pathway to exploitation.

The imagery intensifies with:

"Like ticks all they want was blood / Sucked her dry and nev-ah e-nuff"

The metaphor portrays emotional and practical exhaustion. No matter how much Suzie gives, it is never enough to satisfy the demands being placed upon her. This is the turning point where frustration begins transforming into anger.

The third verse shifts from realism into symbolic storytelling. The disguise, the late-night mission, the slashed tires, and the burning vehicle are not presented as a thoughtful solution but as the emotional fantasy of someone who has reached a breaking point. In blues tradition, revenge stories often function as emotional release rather than moral instruction. The song deliberately leans into that tradition, creating a vivid and cinematic scene that mirrors Suzie's rage.

The final bridge introduces a more complicated emotional truth:

"It was wrong but it FELT SO RIGHT!"

This line acknowledges the tension between morality and emotion. The song does not celebrate the act itself; instead, it explores the powerful temptation to strike back when someone feels deeply wronged. Many listeners will recognize the feeling even if they would never act on it.

From a character-development perspective, She Had Enough represents the darkest chapter of Suzie's journey so far. In Suzie, she reclaimed her freedom. In I Ain't a Stranger, she learned to survive. In She Had Enough, she confronts the consequences of carrying unresolved hurt while continuing to give pieces of herself away.

The song's musical choices reinforce that transformation. While it retains the Texas blues-rock foundation established in Suzie, the vocal phrasing is more rhythmic and confrontational. The repeated chorus,

"SHE'S had-e-NUFF"

functions almost like a declaration of independence, a warning, and a breaking-point alarm all at once.

Ultimately, She Had Enough is less about revenge than it is about what happens when kindness is mistaken for weakness. Suzie's story serves as a reminder that even the most patient and compassionate people have limits, and when those limits are ignored long enough, the results can be explosive.

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polymath - reprise

Yeah

Yeah

Tell em what my name is

Tell em what my name is


Cider sippin

Stiff upper lippin

B steady pimpin

I aint trippin

This the stitch

Sigil codin

Im enrollin

Apprentice be with the quickness

Peep the stitches

You be wearin

People starin

Your mind rarin

Its iconic

Yeah ironic

And pharaonic

Episodic

Smoove psychotic

Not demonic

Yo its exotic

Autonomic

This harmonic

Is hypnotic

With the knowledge

Got you back on full attack

Beat is never whack tight exact

Make yo mama clap leanin back

SLAP SLAP

Drop you to the floor to the mat

Surgical vertebrae spinal tap

Betta add

Do the math runnin fast

Jesse Owens glidin past

In your face

WAP WAP

Copper to the dome make em splat

To the morgue to the grave

Make em pay

Why you ask

Tell em what my name is


Tell em what my name is

POLY-MATH break it down

Tell em what my name is

POLY-MATH wear the crown


Silk drippin

Smoove soft

Outlast

Movin past

Hit the gas

While Im climbin

And inclinin

88 zoom

Then rewindin

Movin back

Back in time

Robo-tech

Got the tech

The mech is mine

Transformin

And performin

Got the head

Black lion

Not denyin

Its gotta be funky


Listen up


While you mess around

Dont you ever come around

Shots for another round

Standin on the holy ground

Seein thru the ultrasound

Breakin bones you hear the sound

Microphone my battleground

Wear the pschent double crown

Its gotta be funky


Got you back on full attack

Beat is never whack tight exact

Make yo mama clap leanin back

SLAP SLAP

Drop you to the floor to the mat

Surgical vertebrae spinal tap

Betta add

Do the math runnin fast

Jesse Owens glidin past

Tell em what my name is


Tell em what my name is


POLY-MATH


The reprise revisits the themes of Polymath but places them inside a more relaxed roadhouse atmosphere.

Instead of introducing the character, the song feels like the after-party.

The audience already knows who the narrator is.

Now everyone is simply enjoying the ride.

The reprise functions as a reflection rather than a declaration.

Where the original Polymath is energetic and boastful, the reprise feels more confident and settled.

It suggests that identity does not require constant explanation.

The narrator has already proven who he is.

Now he simply inhabits that identity comfortably.

The result feels less like a performance and more like a conversation.

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Grits & Gravy is ultimately about what happens after the mythology of youth fades.

The album lives in the space where people discover:

  • Their bodies hurt more.
  • Relationships become complicated.
  • Families change.
  • Mistakes accumulate.
  • Responsibilities grow.
  • Dreams evolve.

Yet despite all of that, life remains funny.

Life remains beautiful.

Life remains worth singing about.

The recurring theme throughout the album is not victory.

It is endurance.

Every song features characters navigating the messy reality of being human.

Some are laughing.

Some are struggling.

Some are remembering.

Some are reinventing themselves.

But all of them keep moving.

That may be the most authentic blues theme of all.

Grits & Gravy is not an album about surviving because life is easy.

It is an album about surviving because life is worth showing up for anyway.