AUDIO: Call U Back When I Make It by Kane Keid

South African singer-songwriter and talented artist, Kane Keid, introduces a new song titled "Call U Back When I Make It".

The well enchanted song serves as Kane Keid's latest entry this year following previously released songs.

The lyrics of "Call U Back When I Make It" showcase Kane Keid's unique blend of soulful vocals and heartfelt storytelling. The song's melody is both captivating and emotive, drawing listeners in with its raw honesty and vulnerability.

Kane Keid, known for his introspective songwriting and soulful performances, has been making waves in the music industry with his authentic sound and relatable lyrics. His music resonates with audiences around the world, earning him a dedicated fan base and critical acclaim.

Experience the magic of Kane Keid's music with "Call U Back When I Make It", a song that will linger in your heart long after the music fades.

Kane Keid Call U Back When I Make It Lyrics:
Yeah, labelled a "born-free" til the labels secured me
Promised me whips and chains, so the freedom is kinda blurry
Considering the warnings from the ones that came before me
Now I'm unable to record things that I consider alarming 'cause I'm slept on,
But they think the real ones are dormant
But a door went shut in my face when I tried performing

My mind takes a crazy journey as I'm soul-searching on a track
Get lost in archive folders of all these samples in a pack
Then I connect lines on this paper just to show you where I'm at
I always find my way like I keep me another map
And I discover a lot more when I get in this bag
You'd swear this rapping is backpack,

But it's something I mark as a saving grace
I remember being laughed at
My money wasn't fast enough, I promise now I'm passed that
All a sudden she adore a nigga 'cause I explore her like a lab rat
She know how I'm coming, I keep my wood and my boots strapped
That's true facts

But that's enough of that
Momma keep on asking when I'm coming back, I don't know
I know the world is too cold to be all alone
Only connection 'tween you and me ends in a dialed tone
Just know I miss you
Your son is somewhere hopeful, though he broken over issues that you never touched on
I know you care
I find the pieces of myself in kicks and snares,
In these lo-fi loops and dusty flares

They told me "This game loves you til it doesn't."
But that don't mean anything when you starving
Now survival like a muscle memory, repitition reliant
Resitant to negative energy, I'm BS defiant
I pledge to be the greatest of my generation
But now I'm racing Father Time, making up for my lateness
I know you're waiting, it won't be long til we celebrate
So I'll call you back when I make it