Shovel up my old ways
Burried next things that i don't say
But i mean
Feening for a touch or a feel
Simulation really cus it don't seem real
Pick ya head up
They say the days gets better
Shit this downhill spiral make me
Question this a set up
Keep ya eyes wide open
Boy dey shooting pick ya vest up
Ima brothers keeper
So you sure to get ya neck cut
Yeah
Did dirty on this bad route
Connection dat we had
Fell thru so we lagged out
she was getting bored
Like the words from a dads mouth
Who am i to judge
I'm consumed by my doom
And if ion get it fixed
Then my reaper coming soon
I swear i seen em once
He was standing in my room
Wagged his bony finger
Like you betta get in tune
Shit
This shit is getting wicked
Close to the edge
Gripping on the fences