eating grass

Ri, ri, ri, ri, ri, ri, ri

Rehabilitated soul crushing mutilation

Gold bathing in the fiery pits

Judean desert hospitalized is the reason I quit

I would have died out in the wilderness

My soul for some bread, what a hypocrite

Eating grass, Nebuchadnezzar, I'm living much better

Inches away from death, Jerusalem Hen

Other brother protecting the border that I'm in

I almost died, I didn't make no post about it

I've suffered and I don't want to anymore

I pick my women with the problems

Trauma bonding in a coffin till I die

Huh, till I die and then they wait for resurrection

But do I look like Lazarus? Nah

But I feel the damn same

I've been looking at the blood stains in my own chain

Huh, cause I'm locked down to my past

I'm trying to escape every time I glance at it

Huh, serendipitous

Elevator wishing we was on the same floor

I've loved deeper than the trenches that come out the other side

A couple feet below my own pride

Yeah, I never scrape or scramble for no trophies on the mantle

I'm saddened by the thought of traumatized youth

Got into the booth instead of hanging on the noose

This ain't no fake depressed, ever since my first album

I've been thinking of them Lambo doors, man I'm cowardly

Nah, I'm just tired of injustice

God will grant me justice

Wrote it over and over again, on my flesh

Count of Monte Cristo, still Edmond Dantes

I'm traumatized to speak about my past, thanks ex

Count them bodies that you buried in a casket

My first love played a part in who I am

So how you expect me not to talk about the sacrificial lamb

How you, how you expect me not to talk about the sacrificial lamb

I thought, I thought, I thought, I thought, I thought you loved me?

I thought you loved me for me?

You made me keep my mouth shut about my testimony

You killed me

You killed me

You killed me!

I had to find myself again

Because I was dead

I was dead