Out in the dark he found a road

To quietly walk alone

Harder the days he learned to know

The calm comes after the storm

Sit back and watch the rain

Breathe out before tomorrow

Slow down before you break

And you're cast aside

Meet me at the back of the bus

Beep beep with my hat and my gloves

See me, I'm erratic on drugs

Do stuff I regret, feel embarrassed tomorrow

Wagwan what ya under?

Far side of the yonder

Far cry from a younger

Hard times made me stronger

And these drinks makes me drunker, drugs made me fonder

Selling drugs gets you richer, that's a royal flush on the river

Go HMP for a winter

I grew up 'round toxic

And people can't sea 'cause live in a pond with some dumb fish

I was with sharks outside the park

When it's dark, lighters spark, nobody wanna try it with us

Pop out like a jack-in-the-box

Saying "This what you wanted?"

Same ones that will praise you up

Be the same ones to say you're done

It's all love

Non-stop, you get cropped like bud

'Cause no one wanna see you blossom on top

From the bottom, yeah, I climbed a lot

And people tryna break my thumbs

What's good?

Be the barber, gotta line it up

When push comes to shove

You gotta push

System lagging, think we need a reboot

Feeling stranded, got me feeling feeble

You're never there when I really need you

Always land on my feet like a cat out a tree

Watch it crumble to sand while I'm gritting my teeth

Shit flies with the magpies

He drowned, got baptised

Oh well, I guess that's life

So now I gotta pass time

So quiet, hear a penny drop

Riot in my head and it's loud as fuck

Fuck the people tried doubting us

I fall on my knees with my hands to God

Bite the hand that feeds you

If I said I loved you I would never leave you

If I said I loved you it's because I need you

Call you pancake like I need my treacle

Same ones that will praise you up

Be the same ones to say you're done

It's all love

Non-stop, you get cropped like bud

'Cause no one wanna see you blossom on top

From the bottom, yeah, I climbed a lot

And people tryna break my thumbs

What's good?

Be the barber, gotta line it up

When push comes to shove

You gotta push

Sit back and watch the rain

Breathe out before tomorrow

Slow down before you break

And you're cast aside