Think about it often, I think it's coming true
I'm sick of seeing coffins and faces I once knew
I find I'm often lost in a different point of view
So what if you tossed the cost to the road and kept it true
I split wigs and my cap might peel it
I noticed the blade appealing cause I don't feel it
I'm reeling, I ain't healing, I'm just dealing
And falling into a dark place with no reason
The season, it always cut deep like a lesion
The demons up from the weak and then all the legions
You leading, got you bleeding
Now they feeding, you pleading
They count the regress that you speeded
So it seems that the life been fleeting
The pain been paired with the sharpest breathing
In vain we stare at the promised leaving
And gain despair from dishonest teachings
Seems odd we cannot get even
We rattle the meek then we laugh for the weak
And I got ends that I really want bleached
And I got friends that I really want teach
Cause I got goals that I'm really gon' reach
When I get the tender that the family gon' eat
And the prey want smoke so the family cook beef
When I tie this rope bet the hope can't breathe
I sheathe it, half-blooded demon
Believe it, I'm wheezing
My hair knots lock energies in
I seen it a mother's son turn to memories
One day be nothing more than a name in directories
I think about it often, I think it's coming true
I'm sick of seeing car fans, faces I once knew
I find I'm often lost in a different point of view
So what if you tossed the cost to the road and kept it true