[Verse 1]

Ground down to the basset hound [act right][?]

A slick long afterbirth [?] fight

With you as prize and thin purse

To find your [?] iced and only close cursed, death hurts

Those clocks left kept ticking

Cubicle dreamt in bed, kick-kicking

Tied to a rock you set flight from

[Guide you a crop] you let light won

Day in the [?] prequel

Are all of them [?] you first became in high school

(Who is it threw his fist in the air?) Got no power back

That's me, I grew up on rap

[Chorus]

Shadow inside you, night's getting in

And all ends double as beginnings

I know it's rap, I know it's [friends][?]

There ain't no weaker shit, so weed on wind

[Verse 2]

Now you can bury a bone, or anything with еnough sand

But never offer good in thе chest of a man

You can strip a rabbit and make something soft from it

And there's a pleasure to that softness that a numbness fits

But you can't flay yourself and find nothing nice

Such the fuck is life

You find a secret passage, way in your apartment

But it's full of every dirty you have ever been in darkness

[Bridge]

Big bright black trap darkness

Like cops with the hearts of artists

This will be prolonged and painful and full of knives

Some men have wives

I have endless attic fashioned out of tragic

Hacking single mother fabric

And I can't have it

[Verse 3]

Why give it all when you can always have one

Picture-perfect folded [?] face of estranged son

[?] you have taken out on what

Like it stowed on broken shoulders, the middle class machine

[?] golden platter [?] behind a mad mother

[?] feather straight framing in his burden of proof

Know the fool can collapse under the forces of trust

Before I choose wisely from what's never enough

Of friends who don't flinch at me for heavy concepts

Emotional itch

[Pre-Chorus]

My friends, emotional

My friends, emotional

[Chorus]

Shadow inside you, night's getting in

And all ends are beginning

I know it's rap, I know it's [friends][?]

There ain't no weaker shit, so weed on wind