Smoke rise slow out the cracked screen window

Ash on the dash, rain tap like cymbals

Never had friends, only brothers and pistols

Heart stay froze like the ice in the crystal

Walk through the fog, don't talk, just signal

Chrome so clean make a sinner feel sinful

Came from the mud, made the pain look simple

Knife in my palm, blood drip instrumental

Dreams got big, now the goals continental

Still stay low, no talk, confidential

Never seen love, just loss, that's essential

Devil in my ear with a voice so gentle

Ride through the night, don't need no rental

My girl on my side, that's the one I resemble

Ash on my jeans, codeine in the vessel

Everything I drop got the tone of a temple

Bitch I been dead since the first day of April

Now I'm resurrected, lookin' stable but fatal

Hands on the cable, heart on the table

Life on the line like a phone with no label

Ain't no label that can own this tone

Ain't no clone that can bite my bones

Thirty two bars, still cold, still grown

Still walk slow with the pain I own

Still that ghost, I finger your hoe

Still that voice when you're all alone

Still that face when the lights turn low

Still that name that they whisper slow

Moonlight hit and the world move slow

Never need help, never need no show

Cut throat lines, every bar gon' blow when the pain turn to gold when the night gets cold, hoe