It's been a long road
In my late twenties I thought life should've been over already
So how do I know where to start
When some how I'm still here but at one point I didn't have a friend in the world
Because I burned so many bridges It's good thing that I come from Pittsburgh
I found a way to change my thoughts then my heart followed
And stopped treating people how I felt about myself
When I was confused about how to make it in this world and it got dark early at 5 and I felt hollow
I walked thru alleys to feel my heart pump in the tall shadows
I'm the only thing that haunts the park I'm The Yellow Ghost
When I die you'll see the spark of the blunts on Happy Hill
Where Wiz sold 8ths in a rose gold P chain
So I cut the price of my own by 5 dollars
I just want to share these stories and never take time off it
You hate on imaginary people on Instagram why bother
All this work finding time to hate another man only gets harder
Pray to our father we prosper
That's the only reason I'm still clean after almost never wearing a condom
I'll never miss driving pounds in the car with a chest like a Reebok pump outside of Columbus
It started in South Oakland in vans with gum bottoms
Stuffing a brown paper bag under that couch to set the alley on fire and walked away so Nonchalant
5 minutes later we heard the sirens
Mr. sandman bring me dream
I just want to read something beside the grams on the screen of my scale
I just want to see something I never thought I'd see become real
I just want to be something I never thought I'd be at age twelve
I'll put the work in sprinkle glitter on the flames from my trail
The blonde haired kid with a golden heart that inhaled coke until his skin had a strange Glow
With a yellow tint that was pale
Mr sandman bring me a dream
I must be dreaming can't believe I'm even still alive
It's William with villain eyes
Always knew we were the chosen ones but somewhere along the line
Lost my self esteem
Stopped writing songs and almost never tried
And a friend told me my verse was hard but I always thought he lied
Til I saw what he did
And the faith in his heart started to grow in mine
Sometimes I get by with a little help from my friends
But our friends start to die so I get high with some help from these meds look far to the Sky
Make a cross with my finger from my forehead across chest and pray to God
That we strive and prosper so these verses will never die
Our father when I get to heaven
I just want to wear Black Tims play spades drink beer and smoke blunts
Because lord knows those Newport's start to take a toll on our lungs
The illusion of relief when all it does is the raise the pressure of your blood
The pressure of my verse will make you sweat
You know where I claim to be from Point Breeze
Since I was seventeen and my dad divorced my mom
And I saw him once or twice a year
And in those years my only job was FULL TIME CRIME like
I'm from the south
Introduce you to your new neighbors in the lonely house by the graveyard
Tryna write a verse like mine
Like a poltergeist
I decide which part of the city that I'll haunt
Find me on the EAST SIDE
You might see me walking in Highland Park
On the harvest moon every hundred years starting in 2021
Mr. sandman bring me dream
I just want to read something besides the grams on the screen of my scale
I just want to see something I never thought I'd see become real
I just want to be something I never thought I'd be at age twelve
I'll put the work in sprinkle glitter on the flames from my trail
The blonde haired kid with a golden heart that inhaled coke until his skin had a strange Glow
With a yellow tint that was pale
Mr sandman bring me a dream
Take me from Hell