(verse 1 - Brxd Sabbath)

Fade to black, fuck a heart attack

Morphine couldn’t stop me - keep coming back

Close my eyes ; draped in all black

Picture that cracka puttin Ponca on the map!

Two middle fingers up - Fuck you is what I’m screamin

Can’t sleep at night cuz I’m haunted by the demons

Trapped inside… voices telling me to hide

But my crackas down to die for me...out tellin me to ride

So clutch the pistol...hold the Bible so closely

If I die tonight - burn my ashes down and smoke me

Toast to me and all the crackas that roll with me

Bgzu$ bless the mic ; you can bless and kiss the Rosary

These flows is all to me; these hoes they approaching me

Bitch - I let you smoke with me but what the fuck you ‘posed to be?

Wife back at home with the kids getting groceries

Afraid to get caught ; sign the papers and divorcing me

Afraid to relapse, go back to snorting morphine

Mournin me through memories of wake up in the morning free

Can’t feed my family on 9-5 salary

Leaving out a legacy but passing on the misery

Or pouring out a liquor for a cracka in the family

Our dousing me in kerosene and burning down the family tree

Taught to hate ; afraid to love

Bullet hoes and scummy hoes, bitch

Tell me what you afraid of?

(verse 2 - b0des)

Feeling afraid

Need to get laid

So deep in this game; know I ain’t gonna get paid

Ain’t gonna propagate shit

Father looks at my accomplishments

Son, you know you ain’t shit

Just a leaf on the tree, not a branch

Stripper bitch queefed on me - bitch fucked the whole ranch

Nothin but demons as I gazed at her uneven

Taking boomers with Lilith - my soul was bleeding

The impure sought the light

Pass the curse to the next hoe; then learn piano

That’s bringin new heights

Force caused fights but now the torch too bright

Struggle to carry the clarity…

Mind state rarer than parity with Israelites

Erred on the right; the side of the light, aight?

Lucifer on the left? Helped prune the blight…

Might slay a boss ; rolling with a touch of stray moss

Delving into chaos ; lay himself on the cross…

Feeling a fade without the sauce -

Binah transmute to known chutes

Now you got a model ; don’t elevate it to a god...ugh…

Postulate transcendent forms like Plato eating a tomato

Or maybe a tomahto

Infamous witness consciousness ala Kato

Ripping out bitches hearts ala Kano

And the default isn’t pain, bro

Suffering guaranteed - but don’t give it a stay (no)

[outro]

...in the end only feared inaction...

...skills was gaining traction...

...b0des had cached the new singularity’s faction...