Obi Wan ft. Baby Cande Lyrics

Hermit and recluse

Burdens that we choose

If the purpose is to juice

The verdict is a noose

Hanging on the Tree of life

Afraid they might not read it right

Changing at the speed of light

Bringing the case of freedom dice

Internet would roll em

Lost addiction scrolling

The gluttonous pit, growing, corrupting

My wits, motive, seduction is shift, focus

My function was skin, boneless

A junkie who binge sober

So

I disconnected

Severed my false intentions

And tethered my raw direction to heaven

The lord of reverence

Blessed, so harsh, a sentence, a test

My father was met with the hex

That scarred us with questions like

When it's time to go

Who receive my soul

When it's time to go

Who recieve my soul

Smoking on this faith cause it's mine still

Devil in my space on my line still

I done prayed to God many times here

Try to wipe the pain from my eyes still

Many moons, many nights

Could I still be saved

I'm shaving dice

If I could still be saved

I'd take advice

But if it's not too late

I'd take a vice

Free your mind

So when it's time to go

Who receive my soul

When it's time to go

Who recieve my soul