[Verse 1]
Imprinted in my memories like made out of foam
The biggest task of everyday was try to get home
Mama prayed to angels watch
Rifles spark, aiming right at ya dome
Chalk up the body, hang it up to be shown
And maybe the people will watch the vibe of they tone
Dogs get to beefing, claim they rights to the bones
Bitter to taste, too many sins to atone
Rough round the edges, medusa turned him to stone
Imprinted in my memories like made out of foam
The biggest task of everyday was try to get home
Mama prayed to angels watch
Rifles spark, aiming right at ya dome
Chalk up the body, hang it up to be shown
And maybe the people will watch the vibe of they tone
Dogs get to beefing, claim they rights to the bones
Bitter to taste, too many sins to atone
Rough round the edges, medusa turned him to stone
Medusa turned him to stone

[Verse 2]
How sadly my people live within these cardboard houses
On top these dirt pile mountains
I'm found with few slim options
I lose myself in the tangle
A world with no tomorrow, how u see from this angle
Now children filled sorrow, may our stars be so spangled
Lord please just strike me down ff I'm ever not thankful
We go through hell to meet angels, I need some help i ain't stable
How come we cater to fables ?
I just stay turnt like a table
Pray for doses so fatal
How d'you see from this angle ?
How d'you see from this angle ?