Long Live

I had to put the weed down for this one

Grieve how I miss em'

Relieve my mission just to see you get it

Lighters to the sky till we burn past the ceiling

My right hand died think I'm burnt off the feeling

Take turns when you steering I don't fear it

My death come knocking then I live on through the spirit

Make it known I'm appearing showing up throwing game

Do the most when I'm going through these feelings

Through the storm I'm a phoenix or a pharaoh

Shot my soul at the mirror came back through the barrel

Put a mural in the ghetto cause these kids need art