Corpses

When Paul died, I cried a hunnid nights

Locked up in a self made prison, I done did a hunnid lifes

All of this pain, all of this vice

22, but what is my life?

Blocked out, everything is out the reach of a nigga locked out

Sleeping over at my teachers, real shit I slept over at my teachers

Wore the same clothes, had to wear the same sneakers

No phone so your friends cannot reach ya

You wanna be alone but the pain will not leave ya

Try to smile, put yourself to denial

But when it's sitting on your brain, all this shit could just eat ya

This shit'll just eat ya

A failure in your life with no teacher to teach ya

The biggest fight is when you're up against yourself

And you try to beat yourself but yourself just beats ya

My brother took all of my cash and blew it on drugs, nigga

So I don't wanna be a thug, I just want love, nigga

My brother took all of my stacks, all of my cash

And blew it on drugs but, I just want him back

But that's some fuck shit

My cup runneth over, toast, don't interrupt it

Government guidelines, the key to corruption

We grow to be corpses

We grow to be corpses, chasing these Porsches