You're afraid you might laugh at it I'm not laughing I've been acting idiotic tryna put a bullet through Spilling blood onto my rhymes hoping it'll get to you Thinking maybe soon you'll call to ask me if I ever grew I'll respond like no your body stunted what I ever knew Persephone be dipping in the winter, leave me here There's bodies in these coffins, under dirt we seem to fear I'm walking with the elk (L) crossing roads like I'm a deer I'm stopping in the headlights, never catch a break/brake, alright Alright I caught the Devil in a new shade of blue Stopped and asked the homie if what people say be true He looked me in my eyes, say you'd like it here We got a lot in common, I know what you hear The thoughts ain't yours