Passenger Side

Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side What if today would be my last day I sure as fuck wouldn't let it fly pass away Wouldn't be doing it halfway I would be doing it dad's way Outside all day blue skies or ash gray I'd be spitting rhymes this is just a part of me Tearing this shit up out of me pardon me if I'm shouting see Only one that doubted me spitting up all the clout in me Killing without a causality moment's my reality Thinking about my family drinking my mama's Camo tea Sister on the piano keys kicking through school banana Bs This all there is to me never gone be the miss and me Times they might be missing me but the rain is just me pissing on ye Why do they fear death only cause I embraced it I touched the sun once but it wasn't me who faced it Representing in pain game stained with my blood stained No named half insane brain breathing pure flame Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Probably question what this life was all about Part of it of course was speaking with my fists and banging out But I'm getting older now and I'm getting colder now World was never really on my shoulders anyhow I'm kind of stressed Seattle's got the acid rain Choosing ash to getting buried in a fucking casket frame Chemicals up in my brain grass blades Taking me to see all of the secrets and the pathways Psychedelic math way Funkadelic past Poetic of the last Scheibe is on its last I ain't ever gone blast lead I would try and outlast death Until my last breath knowing don't ask what comes next Wretched elections deflecting weapons make em missing me Efficiently spitting synchronously with the S and P Trying to get the best of me a recipe for deceased I play for keeps so motherfucker rest in peace Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side Yo what's next for your life what's left of your life Freeway to fuck street the passenger side You along for the ride only ends when you die I wont see you next time see you on the next side