Текст песни
Back and forth backslid into my patterns more
Vices looking like Ganondorf
Red flag looking like Matador
Catch a case like it is mandatory to my pedestory
Traded to the source
Catch a chicken like it's Cacciatore
Had a talk with Torey now we on the tour
Living water in my reservoir
After my trip to Leviticus I couldn't sleep
I couldn't settle for Ritalin all my attention was given to beasts
Yeah
Hey son of a man son in The Mask
All of my shame and my lust in the bag
Crimson the color of blood in the flag
Who took my depression
Where you put it at
It's over here I just put it in the internet
Watching people break bread ain't made it to dinner yet
God gotta call me up off the Similac
Long story short I was trying to make a millisecond
Money can take control of you if you let it
Child of a king still looking like a peasant
Only sixteen when a father had to add a lesson to my life
And new trends gotta be a man to my wife
With two hands put them together
And it's all right the quicksand
What you get when you walk by sight
And do Zanns that's poison and mine off white
Some of these foes real low down
I promise you
I'd rather you be uptight
Spend the day sinning bro spendin the night
The sunrise in the morning if you lookin for light
Back and forth backslid into my patterns more
Vices looking like Ganondorf
Red flag looking like Matador
Catch a case like it is mandatory to my pedestory
Traded to the source
Catch a chicken like it's Cacciatore
Had a talk with Torey now we on the tour
Living water in my reservoir
After my trip to Leviticus I couldn't sleep
I couldn't settle for Ritalin all my attention was given to beasts
Yeah
Hey son of a man son in The Mask
All of my shame and my lust in the bag
Crimson the color of blood
I see a red flag
Something in me I must confess
Things that I dream when I'm in my bed
I never sleep I'm in my head
Things said to me got me seein red
I need released there's nothing left
She telling me give him mercy instead
Jonathan please this what I said
If he want me hurt then I want him
Yeshua caught me fore I caught a body you catch it it's obvious
Catching a flight at the
If I get to catching revenge I lost sight of it
Beef with the ketchup I'm out of it
Man that's a lot of it
You catching attitude then I'm on top of it
You catch some altitude I'm feeling turbulent
I'm tryna nine double one that ish woah
God seen all I did
Carry my cross and it's on my wrist
Please don't cross me I just might slip
And my God gon fish see it just might hit
Uh huh uh uh son of a man son of The Mask
All of my anger and shame in the bag
Crimson the color of blood on a flag