[Chorus]
Lights gon' drag the drive, don’t blink, don’t trip
I can’t read these fucking glyphs
I’m walking stiff, I’m fucking sick, I’m fucking, I’m ready
Prep for the worst, for the hearse
Don’t make me rush these plans
I’ll burn, maybe cursed
Fuck these thoughts, this world gon' bend in hands

[Verse]
I’m in the back of the vehicle
My head is playing superjazz
He’s mad, “What you paying me?”
I stared him down and had to laugh
I bounced from the taxi
Or Lyft or the fuckin' Uber
Don’t matter, it’s fucking movin'
He might as well run me down, like run me down
This gunk is black, pulled it straight from the belly
Inside the glass
This world is ash, I can speak with the rubber
I’m fucking smashed
In the trash, found the rags
And had to turn 'em to canvas
I'm in the trash, found the axe
Had to swing to my neck, now I’m fucking gone
[Chorus]
Lights gon' drag the drive, don’t blink, don’t trip
I can’t read these fucking glyphs
I’m walking stiff, I’m fucking sick, I’m fucking, I’m ready
Prep for the worst, for the hearse
Don’t make me rush these plans
I’ll burn, maybe cursed
Fuck these thoughts, this world gon' bend in hands