Looking for the light but it's never found
Darkness covers me like Eddie Brock
I feel rotten like a cemetery citizen
Looking for the light but it's never found
Darkness covers me like Eddie Brock
I feel rotten like a cemetery citizen
They shooting at me but I'm dodging like Holland, no backshots
Sitting in a crowded room full of dumb f*cks
Webbed up in bad company like I'm Hunter and I'm bidin' my time
Smoking crack rocks, half cocked
Hat turned back, fitted up like Donnie Baker
Pack of wolves on the tee, got that Whatnot flavor
The drip ain't grailed but I'm feelin' a million bucks
You can hear it, not brail, feel the lack of f*cks
Looking for the light but it's never found
Darkness covers me like Eddie Brock
I feel rotten like a cemetery citizen
Looking for the light but it's never found
Darkness covers me like Eddie Brock
I feel rotten like a cemetery citizen