Oxygen

Droppin' down, hoppin' out straight out the casket

Pop, lock and drop it like Huey done asked me

Mud on my corpse, if you crazy, I'm bat-shit

Bones is the one the game hate with a passion

When did it start? I think I know

The second I chose to come out of my tomb

Everyone gather, hold hands and let out a big fuck you, bones

On two, 1, 2

Comin' through, your crew like two wong foo

Give a fuck about your loot, motherfucker, give me truth

And if you all out of the latter, I'ma have you take the first

Try to bop me for my spot, hold up, someone get this boy a hearse

I'm takin' the long way home tonight

I just need some space, I don't wanna live today

Ran into the crow of the afterlife

He opened up his beak, whispered, "Bones, please come with me"

Dead boy, what big eyes you have

The better to see you with, hands of the witch cursed with one grip

I will rise from the fire, finna blow away with the breeze

Reporting live from the core, makin' it hard to breathe