I've hit rock bottom

I’ve hit my soul

Old and feeling alone

Carry this stone

Carry this stone

Grown

Alone and I moan

Expect the known

It's so far, it's so far

It’s so far away from wealth

Away from health

Away from everything

Measuring, severing, leveraging

Our time for a memory

Dismembering a synapse

(Get it? Ugh)

Time lapse perhaps

If we go now

Left my heart on the..

Left my heart on Cupid's crucifix

Money in the bag

Body in the bed

Oh my good, oh my bad

Loved it so much, I never hit it twice though

Pop pop cornrows and a bible

To be honest

I can't be my honest with my self

To be honest

We're not in Kansas anymore

Started out with a kiss now she wants more

Slime floor and it looks like a thunderstorm

We're in for it

Been cold since the Cold War

Looking worse than 84

Lil piggy with the more, more, more

Free me, what'd you do that for?

My time, my time

Ain't worth a dime

So I'm, so I’m

A slave from 9 to 5

We gotta get outta this place

If it’s the last thing we ever do

We gotta get outta this place

Girl, there's a better life for me and you