I never thought this gift would make me feel bad
It seems the weight of this crown has now driven king mad
So he sits up in his castle, with the door to his back
Ripping gold, flickering flesh off his finger pads
Humming I just wanna touch again, wish the feeling remained
Wasted this life rapping, hope it all wasn't in vain
I take a walk through the garden, flowers don't know my name
But they still listen, I think I like it like that, heh-heh
A shaky hand sweeps the table of the crumbs
While a lil' boy hopes some day he'll get closer to the ones
That set off explosive tongues
Saw one get killed last summer
He lift his head, butterflies
escaped his mouth from out his lungs
Journal entries from when the heat had us buzzing
Found out one boy was super human, the other simply wasn't
One more hug, promise, then I'll leave you alone
This life was fun for a minute, but it never was home

To talk to you, I listen more (Yeah, yeah)
To talk to you, I kiss the floor
On God, I'm gold, on God, I'm gold
On God, I'm gold, I feel your kiss
Feel the way you moving now
Wipe feet 'fore you step in mama's house
On God, I'm gold, on God, I'm gold
On God, I'm gold, I feel your kiss

Nobody says it's pretty here
Nobody says it's easy either
What it is is decisive
If you pay attention to the street plans
All made out
The city can't hurt you

Uh, ya shoes was hard to keep the size filled
And recently, my only dreams is that a nigga die real
Coupe clipping up the clouds, me and my homie ride still
Fade that boy outside, then Fader go and ask me how I feel
Trembles, but his feet point left and right
he with that racket
Fighting come a second nature: tearing up is automatic
Heels lifting off the ground, eyes wide from the sight
Grabbed my face, said "we can live forever
if we die tonight, " fuck
What I learned from grandma's closet or a coffin
They saw me on my bike and remembered
it for when they walking
Toni said I didn't fall in love, I was raised in it
If that's true, why I got that text
and wasn't phased with it?
Aw man, another one, so damn tragic
Shoulder tap, staring off while the music's cinematic
Who knew a plan that made me and my niggas so ecstatic
Would make my mama make his mama turn us both nomadic
If only for the night