Jethro asks who you'll be when the party ends, weaving surreal imagery of wings and demons through a meditation on identity and self-awareness. The piece oscillates between boastful confidence and calls for reflection, urging you to own your experience and embrace who you become once the high fades.
when the party's over. Tell me, tell me who you gonna be. Who you gonna be? Tell me, tell me who you gonna be when the party's over. Tell me, tell me who you gonna be. Let me take you there, all around the world, inside and outside. Repetition of mine. I got my wings unfurled. There's a demon underneath my skin that's gonna break out the sky. Everything is tasting good. Because my dank ass weed is high. I want you to own it because I'm giving you another shot. Soak it up and stroke it. I want you to focus. I'm liking that self-awareness, so I'mma take you there to grow this. Need you to own this. Tell me, tell me who you going to be when the party's over. Tell me, tell me who you going to be, who you going to be. Tell me, tell me who you gonna be when the party's over. Tell me, tell me who you gonna be, who you gonna be.
