[Intro: Blakey Blake]
After a while the vultures stop circling
Eventually, they become your friends...

[Verse 1: Blakey Blake]
Y'all know my stroke like Jessica Jones
Strong out of control can't get in my zone
Jewish girl fine Cali senator know
I might skip the line I'm divine can't you see a n***a
Glow finna roll out this thang like Luda
Oh no, what you say not what you really doing
I float in the pain, I swim in the ruin
Halo with the wraith, I erase your movements

Cuz I don't see nothing, I might be a ghost
Dead David Ruffin no temptation from the foes
And uhhh I don't ever hear a lie
Uhh guess thats why I don't hear a lot, yeah
White girl booty flat like the Earth to Kyrie Irv
I deserve a plaque spit that crack like I'm Heisenberg
Oops I mean meth either way you on high alert
Fuckin with the Req, it's regrets shoulda died at birth

[Verse 2: Årmå]
Feeling I'd seen it all
Said you'd leave, if I didn't leave it all behind
Now I gotta go it on ma own
Tonight I deliver the note. To who?
I don't even know. Oh!
No crime that I won't commit anymore
Price of my getting involved, paid
Siphoned civilian clothes
Guys that move invisible, with a visible crave

For the cliff, live off of the grid
With off and on heads, they're often on sp.ed
The brave and rare, now I'm here and they don't care
But I won't leave til I'm saved, or dead

[Verse 3: Marcus Plenty]
He said n***a know your motherfuckin place
All you ever get to rap about is whips and chains
Depiction of the same things that keep us slave
And they keep on saying, that shit has changed
Cause a couple colored folks made it in the house
Cause a couple colored folks ain't living hand to mouth
Cause a couple colored folks found white ass spouse
Cause we got Jaden Smith and Obama now

Fuck that, I ain't doing shit for no label
I ain't cable, I ain't here to shuck and jive
For your entertainment, so I survive
Fuck playing safe that ain't how ride
That ain't how I write
I write to right my wrongs in a thousand songs
I write to fight for rights for all those who gone
Jotting down my life put it in a song
And hope the sound ring out like a thousand gongs
Oh you found a bong?
I ain't ever say that you can't have fun
I ain't ever say we can't speak bout funds
And escape from life when you hear my songs
I ain't here to BE your teacher, or BE your preacher so I guess I'll move along
Just know that, what you thought that you'd knew about us was mirage
And like me it's fucking gone