50/50 ft. Binfolk Lyrics

A thousand words can paint a picture, I'm exquisite in both

Poetry in every brush stroke

I know it's death for whom the bell tolls

I hold life bare close

I seen death from the stoop so I can't bare loss

50/50 that's a fair toss

Fuck with me or not

Then that's there lost

Tread loss across the waters

I sunk, fell in the deep

Air lost

Past the charters

I inhale & get lost

I know the plug so it's a fair cost

Been down the road, I know that fare cost

I call you family cuhz when the feds call

You ain't say a word and that says all, ironically

I chronically get lifted

I was put on earth to get off

Philosophically & literal

I bare all