Homie gotty bloody from a pen
Never had a homie or a plan
Sandles on the feet he made a stand
12 gauge shotty in his hand

Mother of Edan the pickup is even, /we call upon Evan to collect the Item
The pulling of Chalice were humble as Amish, we act as though Autist like Scott from the Office
You pick up the pieces but worship your jesus you fall on the schedule thats why papi loves you
The core of your problem is the trash that you take in, you claim you the hardest but life is a bitch
The timing is perfect, the journey was worth it, the people you trampled did nothing but learning
The second you started the planet was falling and habits will laugh it and watch as you crawl
Wait as the mayday gets a pay day
Cuz the stage got a wave length like a dir grey
Shoot like a clay in a rain day wit a bayblade
So the plate got a flank blame like its melee

Maybe someone should be telling the truth
Maybe I'm subtle, been lacking the youth
Maybe the bullshit just stackin us up
Claim it's collective, I DONT GIVE A FUCK