Skinny Judge Holden

Leave a couple pulls in every spliff for my ancestors

And one each, it's my brother's and my sister's

No one else gives libation sacrifice any more, I'll go the distance

I can tell they want more, but they get what they're given

In the club, big bags full of kit-kat-kitten

Smoking in the park, feel my face straight switching

Third person view, doesn't feel like I'm winning

Ever felt lifetimes go by, then you're right back where you're sitting

Killing off of zip raw, STI Levorg

Gilbert Road milk-bar, hypnos, shouts out to Maundz

In unbalanced times and the clan's clutching on swords

I remember studying the grass under paperbarks