[Hook]

I just wake up and hope

The sun would just explode

I've been looking for a

One way, one way, one way

One way

Ticket off of this road

[Verse]

Arsonist

Its Nothing but arsenic

If we're being honest

We are above the shit but

Talk up the politics

I'm fed up with all of this

Blood on my hands

I keep making incisions

Blood on your hands

Cus you stall, indecision

One click and you're dead

Breathe put two in your head

Send all the children to bed

I need some soul food

Public schooling teaching old news

Whatever happened to talking to niggas

On a level

Learning new worldviews

Told you once it's a rigged game

Talk back, getting Rick james

I gotta make it

Or this cradle to the grave shit

Could be any day