Going outside for the sun, looking real strange and I bumped into the wrong one, only 16 with a gun took another life realizing It was no fun. I bet the fame ain't nice just another soul that wasvsoold on price running in the dark tryna save my life I was thinking 'bout you day and night Rolling up the trees tryna kill my stress Puzzles by the pieces this is still my mess Closing up of the skeletons it's still in my chest the skeletons are still in my chest. Hold that thought Im gaining my strength Kurt Cobain, my strings and digress Cut my cheque, I need to break bread Day and night, I got to buy face Leave my shit behind with no trace all that dark found comfort in my days fight my in demons in the night in my dream get with the funk in the night it ain't safe I was thinking 'bout you day and night(x6) Going outside for the sun, looking real strange and I bummed into the wrong one, only 16 with a gun took another life realizing It was no fun(x2)

Gave her Flowers at the dinner table served with all the love that i could enable and a few labels got us in the mood for ages, complicated high off the moment floating without a label. Munchies, a couple convos, and sex to hold it down, gloomy saturdays and we fell asleep on the couch, woke up with a doobie we really hated the ground, you looking really beautiful lousy or when you frown. Butter my bread, both sides or we could just close our eyes , give me your pain and I'll carry it like a serpent, and I, the apple I am, you are to mine the 3rd one we share looking beyond site. It felt like love was seasonal sometimes it's pancakes and edibles sometimes it's hostile and pitiful we made contact and couldn't fight the intangibles im feeling that feeling is mutual. [HOOK] I couldn't shake the feeling, the vibrations for every season, your my flavour with no reason, I wanna see ya my cuppa coffee, I'm star gazing.

This one is for the dead homies, looking at the days gone to waste, this time I'm feeling real lonely, reminiscing bout your smile all day, may I please have a few moments, drop the needle let the vinyl play, don't you think bout the drugs homie, when the sky turns grey. Graze my shrooms for mushroom Sundays, ice cream flavors with the one way no stop ascension to the cosmos nubian all day, crucial for the vitamin detach the body man, Okay please mix the spirit with the OJ Simpson on the white lady cruising on a one way, covered in Italian mac and cheese had a crack at the jackpot playing in the league more mascots than football team manikin, fashion on the boys Carvella suede cream Caviar, Dior, me or you or promise il be yours everyday ok? Bone chilling stone cold shit don't decay, best kept secrets these the games that we play, bang bang dead niggas are haunting your sad ass, you ain't a killer I could see in your sad eyes, don't deceive me, don't you cross me, a young blood who wound up with the bad guys.. This one is for the dead homies, looking at the days gone to waste, this time I'm feeling real lonely, reminiscing bout your smile all day, may I please have a few moments, drop the needle let the vinyl play, don't you think bout the drugs homie, when the sky turns grey. Back in 09 when the morning was the brightest 6AM ng'shayi ngadi sgriza supervising, shayi pharishi k'yagenjulwa nasepaki, never mind a phone shayi fleti ungasabi, sounds like I'm lucid dreaming in living a fantasy, my brain cooked the fried egg treat it like a fallacy, it's not for the usual, kaffir still suitable, fingers cut by the flowers ooze blood burgundy. Remember playing 9th wonder beats ice cream skateboard P loud on the speakers out in the mix I was in the world didn't speak just another soul hippie vibes swinging on the trees. Niggas pulled up in a white BM it was the PM's torch light meets eye site niggas were fleeing almost costed a life forget an arm and a leg amazing just how a nigga's still living amongst the dead like..

Too many times I had to hide my worth its leaving me blue black and I cant see so many times I feel like I cant breathe can you release me I need my freedom Foreign dish try me chef wrist got my apron stained, skillet had a fried egg dream and a milkshake curse my skin met heaven just a block away, honey with the pain I'm enjoying the adrenaline Life on the edge meant suicide why am i in the black book taking you back in time, take my flowers and i swear its a homocide, my skin makes yours crawl seeing you die inside Okay 'kay 'kay 'kay , hold my rose, please take my pain. your my cocaine, there ain't no way this my fungshuei, keep your money my nigga I ain't no slave, how many lives you gotta take from me, praying to god to take the chains off me, shadows appearing all day and night, I'm out in the cold and i can't feel my feet Too many times I had to hide my worth it's leaving me blue black and i cant see so many times I feel like I cant breathe can you release me I need my freedom.