Filthy

yeah

this that underground music the type that dont have to meet a quota

the only thing we concerned with is making a citizen into a voter

turnin a country of spectators into a nation of world changers

takin the pain and usin it for some much needed inspiration

Hells so hot like inflammation oh please prescribe me some medication

im meditatin levitatin high above the mundane

i cant contain this fire in my bones you gonna hear it comin off the dome

this place is not my home and ive been runnin but not for long

which way do i turn put my ashes in an urn stoke that falme just let it burn

will i ever learn to wait my turn my insides churn the butterflies

they float and lift me up i catch that drift and serenade my love

learn to dance and roll a blunt get high and float right past those valleys

get my funds up raise my spirits lift my glass and drive off in a denali

they talkin bout what makes the man is what the man has made

if he had it made or had to make it from the ground up make it out

without a scratch take a dime and lock her down and drop that latch

ive got somehin that you cant take away from me no one could ever snatch

my batch come up on my nest tryna swipe my eggs before they hatch

but its too late now!

let me just take a breath

why should i try to dodge out on death?

Im up on that staircase to heaven and yeah,

i think i missed a step

we all fall down sometimes but i dont think ill rise again

deliver this letter to my family, cuz, this just might be the end

When I look back I have regrets all the love i didnt express

wish i wasnt so shy i wish i had the guts oh why did i let my life go by

It was like a rushin train or a plane the thoughts up in my brain

like swarms of hornets i tried but i couldnt thwart i knew it was bad for me

but i wanted to court it i wanted a peak beneath the sheets

i peeled it out the sheath and the beast was released now yours truly is deceased

Im gone