The Shining

[Intro]

“Hey y’all, I got a great new album in the mail today.”

[Intro: Ransom]

Yeah

So beautiful, man

So beautiful

Damn, Craven

The fuck

Making me feel like Melvin & the Blue Notes or some shit

Yeah, I’m Melvin though, nigga

Ha ha ha ha

[Verse 1]

Stay in your place, young man, you are not in my league

I’m bearing arms like when my mother tied knots in my sleeves

You got to believe we getting drunk on the yacht to Belize

Or at  the lanes with ten on the stallion, ain’t no shot at defeat

I get a fiend a hundred dollars to polish the V’s

Then off to the Four Seasons, y’all niggas pour Seagrams

My niggas laying with models fresh from the Norwegians (facts)

Talking these languages from a lost region

And all my whores vegan, you can’t at all meet them

Couldn’t draw interest before, looks like the score’s even

Put a price on your father, I can’t afford treason

He’ll be a dead man walking, somebody call Negan

Violence on this elegant instrumental’s a strong reason

Time is probably most quintessential when you in long grieving

Got to know it’s all in your mental, we all fought demons

I don’t want them thoughts in my temple, I’m just a lost heathen

[Interlude]

Yeah

I’m trying to find myself though

Man

You know

Life just prepares you for dying, man

But until then, I’m living

[Verse 2]

Ain’t no complaining when it comes to these struggles, I had it more than others

Foster homes, sleeping on floors, and balling for some covers

You’s a social media baby, lazy to call your mother

Wishing happy birthday to Future but won’t support your brothers

Somewhere across the line, I think we lost each other

I was thinking the coldest thoughts before we lost the summer

I took your wifey to cruise career

Souvenirs, lower body, lips, some tits, and some new veneers

Who would dare, you flooded your diamonds but get your Uber shared

You’re super weird, you’re dead on these streets, let’s get your suit prepared

Before these clippers remove your beard

I’m a bully in real life, not that computer fear

[Outro]

“This is a fantastic album, man. Let me borrow it.”

“No, my brother. You got to buy your own.”