[verse 1: Airospace]
I ain't got a lotta money cuz my pockets black with holes
All these bitches say they love but it don't matter where it goes
If i ever see my father when he shows up at a show
I'mma tell him i dont give a fuck a niggas twenty four
I got a twenty five years
Twenty five signals stuck in my right and left ears
The drums are exploding open my third eye and steer
My hopes and my dreams between light showers and fears
The devil is here
I cannot take it
Ill spazz when i make it
Some cardi with whiskey and juice
That girl in the black
With the tats on her ass
And a latin with too much to lose
The cops cannot get me
Your god cannot stop me
I'm atlas the titans will lose
Philosophy probably your
Death has just got to me
Momma your wish will come true
[Hook: Airospace, Mike Melinoe]
I won't lose
I won't lose
I won't, I won't lose [x3]
[Verse 2: Airospace]
Dead and i'm fillin feeling the cup and i'm healin
Maybe the cynicist inner mission to break down the
Hope and sentence my ego to sadder dealings
The active reaction when i'm just fucking some stunted
Women to fill in the void and if you ever just
Fucking listen and unblind your stunted vision
The sun would seem brighter than the red blotches
Behind your illids and taking the spastic colors
And seen that the flowers dying but beauty
Is in the eye of the holder beholding lies
And
I bet five dollars that a cop'll pull a gun
On any young black nigga before the age of twenty one
If you try to justify a death with skittles or a blunt
Then i hope your ego catapults your family to the sun
Fuck a piece i'll take a cross
And force my right hand of peace
Still invoke the sun of free pending speech
Leave and preach the god of james john and pete
Deep, betray the wrist and cut down the feed
Sleep, spit down to ground and hit jesus' feet
Creep, expell the weak and defeat the leech
I'm sora sporting long johns with keys
Come fuck with me
[Hook: Airospace, Mike Melinoe]
I WONT LOSE
I WONT LOSE
I WONT
I WONT LOSE