The coldest part of Winter 2011 should've froze my heart close but no cigar
On Niagara Street and the Boulevard
Looking out the window could've jumped right off
If it wasn't for my baby girl Delilah and she was just my dog
But she walked in the snow with me everyday to the corner store with salt in her paws
I was sweeping the floor at Time Bomb
All my friends were out gone on tour
I'm back at home sniffing pills off the desk with ten pounds in the drawer
A dark cloud over my bedroom door
I never knew it would be this hard
And maybe I could've stopped but all I ever wanted was to be comfortably numb
I didn't want to have to feel another emotion again under the Sun
I fought so hard to try to escape it all
But I couldn't have been more lost
I got a life full of stories to share
So there will always be more songs
Used to walk around face down like Eore see yours and feel like I need your love
I've been knocking down all the lies I've been told about myself one by one
It's the American dream but the worth we put on what we own is just an illusion
Didn't stop working through dark times so I'm not making excuses
Some people instead of being themselves die being what people thought that they should
I'm not close what you thought at all
I'm just tryna catch some Sun
Flutter my words over the track like butterfly wings
But sting like I'll catch a buzz
Wrote the new chapter after the last next one we'll master the funds
Capture the truth about what I am
Give it back to you after I'm done
Mother fucker I'm ruthless through this chipped tooth
I've been through it so I had to come
Hard as the hats, and drums, and samples that hum like stamp bags when they pack a punch
Some things are really so fucked up
I gota laugh or I'll have to look at you with tears and I can't let you know how much it weighs
And the fact I don't feel that strong
Still I'm not done
We drove through blizzards with vacuum packs to get home
The same year that my Nanny passed and they buried her back in the Bronx
If I die before not too long spread my ashes across a pond read a passage from Psalms
But before they light that fire make sure I'm dressed in all Supreme from Fall Winter 2009 and I'll be gone
Keep a good heart don't let the bullshit lead you off the path of your spiritual
1996 eating breakfast in Dad's Maryland championship Lacrosse shirt
Pray the Holy Spirit to save our souls over cereal so we'll prosper