Kamal asks the only question that actually matters
With “How The Fuck Does Everybody Else Manage?”, Kamal doesn’t beat around the bush. He walks straight into the room, looks everyone dead in the eye, and blurts out the question we all quietly avoid.
Spoiler alert: nobody really knows — but Kamal turns that shared confusion into something quietly devastating.
The track unfolds like a 3 a.m. intrusive thought you can’t shake. The production is stripped back but never empty, leaving plenty of room for Kamal’s voice to hover right on the edge without tipping into melodrama. It’s intimate without oversharing, melancholic without wallowing. Kamal isn’t chasing answers here — he’s documenting the drift, and that’s exactly why it lands.
There’s something oddly comforting about a song that doesn’t try to fix you. No hollow affirmations, no self-help platitudes. Just a brutally honest observation, shared with a kind of soft-spoken empathy.
This one’s for anyone who’s been pretending to cope — some days better than others.
Play it loud, play it alone, or play it in the company of people asking themselves the exact same question but never quite saying it out loud.
How The F*** Everybody Else Manage ? out now via Neighbourhood Recordings.
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don’t jump to extremes
don’t fear the irrational things
don’t blame all the bad days on yourself
don’t argue with time
don’t wait till the stars realign
don’t look for a reason to explain why
it must be this way
it has always been this way
traded true religion for a new balance
smoke another zoot to keep my mood balanced
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
label dropped, my ego took some real damage
spend the money slow and it will still vanish
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
heart’s gone cold,
it’s like it’s buried in the snow
people say they love me
but they’re using me for show
think i’m suicidal cos i’m scared of getting old
terrified that when i die they’ll all forget my soul
need my friends to make it,
need my family to shh...
said, i need my friends to make it, need my family to cope
i still love my ex
but i’m too scared to let her know
said, i still love you bad, bae, i just had to let you go
working through recession
i confess that i was thinking about quitting
there’s no use in reminiscing
now i’m back up on my business
need a million, need a trillion, need a wife, i need a mistress
need the liquor in my system, marijuana give me wisdom
my mamita, rest her soul
she told me god would be my witness
said that god would cure her sicknessthat god was on my team
then she left this earthen vessel
and it made me want to scream
wanna pray for her
but i don’t know what prophet i believe in, so i
traded true religion for a new balance
smoke another zoot to keep my mood balanced
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
label dropped, my ego took some real damage
spend the money slow and it will still vanish
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
i loved you like i never loved myself
loved you like i never gave a fuck about my health
got me like
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
and even when i’m crying out for help
nobody don’t listen
no, they leave me on the shelf
got me like
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
how the f*** does everybody else manage?
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