Still a real nigga cold world

Pocket full of bud

Bird of prey, won't you show me love?

Ive been caught between the waves that the sand make

Tar and black paste

Turn the page, let me feed the sun

Trapped inside this vessel I'm a

Creature praying for release

Heaven give me solace

And somewhere to sleep

Let me see another day

While I'm caught up in the waves

That my head and my heart make