Billy

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And It was our own little sacred grounds that we hallowed

Back in those alleys in the Southside, for so many what would follow

I could've drowned in the tears of my sorrow

I feel this in my bones and deep in my soul

I just hope that my flicker catches wind so the embers turn to a fire, and it'll match my glow

When I died, at my funeral service the people only brought me yellow gold flowers

Then my ashes were buried under a tree right off of Thomas

And from all the pieces of bone grew a bed of dandelions

I remember back to school clothes at TNT Fashion man

I promise

That your never ever gonna see another pair of Air Forces whiter

Welcome to my home, I could really show you a house that's haunted

I never stopped working, dead rappers fertilize my garden

I try to find peace in the silence, the evils lurks, it feels like eyes are always watching me

Ever since it was 30 degrees smoking at lunchtime in South Oakland

I went back to class bloodshot behind my hoody, tryna hide from the teachers

And all these days that pass us by so quickly

Slip right through my fingers, and into the dusty vents of my building

These stories will never fade, so many pictures wait in my memory

Air quality color orange, the air I'm breathing might kill me

Life isn't always pretty, but I know with faith I'm still winning

Such a beautiful city, falling bridges, widespread addiction, and killings

But we're still here, it's Billy

In my mind Its 2008

On a cold gray Point Breeze evening, smoking menthols on the porch

I still close my eyes and get that feeling

The bad seed I've been known to be, since sweet sixteen huffing ether on a dinosaur in Schenley Park

My skin started to look creepy

The pretty blonde hair was my only redeeming feature

But I figure fuck police, if they catch me acting like I'm sweeping

I'll sneak out with sneakers, but light as a feather, my fathers so proud he conceived me

Yes!

Praise Jesus!