Son One - The Drafted Eulogy

Said why you gotta waste my time
Why you gotta go and kill my high I'm all out of my mind
Need to roll another bag right now
Girl I know the way out I can see myself out
Why you gotta waste my time
Why you gotta go and kill my high I'm all out of my mind
Need to roll another bag right now
Girl I know the way out I can see myself out
I'm down, down, down on my knees
Begging please don't weep When the reaper come for me
I'm deep In a hole six feet where I lay
Got a crew that's wicked by the ridge of the bay
I been talking my shit so I ain't hear what you say
I'm busy barking at the walls with a blunt fulla pain
I'm by the corner looking for static you barely been at it
The grey clouds in the skies will get me out for a minute
I'm sick of the sun shining all on my rainy days
See I'm sinning in the dark so I can make my escape
I keep the realest of the real inside my rolodex to clean the mess
I made of breaking you to motherfucking pieces
So check the recents right after the rhythm
I slam bars harder than your mother's spoon in the kitchen
Breaking wishbones for money but I'm wishing for rain
Said rain rain come again so I can make it through the day yeah
Said why you gotta waste my time
Why you gotta go and kill my high I'm all out of my mind
Need to roll another bag right now
Girl I know the way out I can see myself out
Why you gotta waste my time
Why you gotta go and kill my high I'm all out of my mind
Need to roll another bag right now
Girl I know the way out I can see myself out

Written by:
Jackson McLeer

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