Chalk Lines
Yo just leave me where you shot me,
I won’t be a burden,
No hospital,
No closed curtains,
Dump me in a river/ next to a bunch of vulture nests,
I don’t have a heart but there’s pounding in my left chest,
Picture me dressed in all fancy attire,
Teeth looking straight like you put in the wires,
If I said I didn’t care it’ll make me a liar,
Wow, I’m feeling tired,
Might be the bullet,
Might be the fragments,
Might be because my legs feeling stagnant,
I copped all my good deeds from trappin,
Lady cross the street to ask me what happened,
I bit her,
“Yo just leave me where she shot me”,
I could prob relate to Rodney,
I bought a ring, but never knew it was for boxing,
Wow,
All my drool feel warm,
This a new blue suit, but it feel so worn,
Why they never tell you that a rose grows thorns,
That the nose smells shit,
That you could be so sharp, but never cut it,
Fuck this,
Yeah I’m insecure so I ask for more,
Simple keys can’t open this door,
Now I’m right where my self esteem be, the floor,
Drunk guitarist passes me playing talented chords,
Wow,
Life was so good when I wasn’t thinking bout it,
Does it get better when I rest, I doubt it,
Love, I can’t go without,
But it got me feeling like jumping off a cliff,
I really really hate this shit,
And I’m stuck with the aches cause I won’t just dip,
She don’t care she like to see me trip,
Yo just leave me where you shot me,
Gotta be,
A fucking musket,
This old bullets old bullshit,
