Death In My Pocket

I got death in my pocket and nothing but time

All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind

I just leave them there, I don't even care, no

Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh

I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive

Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down

I just bought a brick

Fuck, how much darkness does it take to get this match in?

Don't know why but it feels like my world is crashing down

I just bought a brand new car, I wanna crash it now

How much darkness did it take to get this fashion out?

I lose a piece of my soul when the cameras flash

So I'm just asking every fan who's questioning my passion

Thinking I'm caught up in fashion, or that I forgot my past

To understand that I'm just a dropout, I don't have the answers

I became a dad so young, I ain't know how to use them Pampers

Baby mama's food stamps kept my stomach full

I had to make a plan 'cause now my family needed me to make it rapping

Me and Slim back at that address, 128th we trapping

Writing lyrics down on napkins

Room so small, we share a mattress

Look what happened

I got death in my pocket and nothing but time

All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind

I just leave them there, I don't even care, no

Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh

I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive

Don't know how I get so high, but I'm not passing out

I guess the drugs are in my blood, hope I don't pass it down

Hope I'm alive to see my baby get her cap and gown

'Cause doctors told my dad he won't be here a year from now

Yeah, my first reaction is punching the wall until it's cracking

Both my knuckles shattered, don't ask what the fuck's the matter

I've been battling the fact I lost my closest to cancer

The only thing she asked was for me and him to get closer

But I hung up too fast, went to sleep in and then she passed

You've been silent seven years, it took that to get us back

We all needed second chances, I've been bottling the sadness

I guess I'm just happy that we finally got to bury shit before the casket

I got death in my pocket and nothing but time

All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind

I just leave them there, I don't even care, no

Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh

I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive

I think I'm ready to die tonight

It's fucked up 'cause I ain't lived half my life

I saw the devil and passed him like

You tryna fuck up my afterlife

But I don't even care, you can keep me there, yeah

Holding up a flare, I needed a prayer, yeah

I got death in my pocket

But I feel so alive