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You know what the fuck it is
Was daydreaming too long, now I'll see with my eyes what I always thought of
In the morning flick a joint, in a five hundred dollar ashtray made out of marble
I don't wear Air Jordans, if Its not a pair of holed up Vans
My Air Force Ones are something to marvel
So white they sparkle in moonlight at early hours of morning
You see the ember of a cigar, and dark figure in the shadow
With smoke rising from the chimney in my apartment
Its The Yellow Ghost, welcome to my home its haunted
It started in South Oakland, to the benches, police used to taunt us
Moved from my moms apartment, to the corner house on Niagara street and the Boulevard, with Mac and Quentin
Then to my first place on Thomas
With my Labrador mix they named Delilah
Used to keep a mattress on the floor, a cute thing under my sheets, and a safe in my closet
Walked out the first year of college, never came back after pussy and fast dollars
Now look what it got us
This city made me a monster
See the glow of the Pirates jersey on the hillside in Highland Park
Or find me in the Zoo, with Lions, Tigers, Gorillas and more
Lying on a bench with smoke rising above the visor on my hat
Watching the Moon float on the water at the reservoir
This shit made me a monster
This shit made me a monster
Try to take my light from me, and now I'm creeping in the dark
This shit made me a monster
This shit made me a monster
Try to write a verse like me? wave goodbye mother fucker your gone
This is the music I play in the house when I do my count for the re up
My mom used to come in my room with a teacher on the phone
Saying if you don't go to school, I'll call the police
With a .32 in my drawer, and half pound behind the speakers
My grandpop bought me a brand new Mac computer, and paid for classes at community college
But every ounce of feeling in my body told me, I'm not supposed to be here
If only I stuck to writing verses I wouldn't be here
I practice all my writing til I'm buzzing like an onomatopoeia
We're losing brothers way too often, feels like I'll lose my mind from thinking
Used to love pills, nowadays, it's too thin a line to teeter
Jumped off the high dive to the deep end, only at the age of 3 years
Always was a fan of flying, spread my wings, and ride into the sunset
I'll never be back, don't know if I'll ever see ya
Said goodbye for now to the reaper, til we meet again
It's good beats, verses by the sixteen, and ounces of reefer
See the glow of the Pirates jersey on the hillside in Highland Park
Or find me in the Zoo, with Lions, Tigers, Gorillas and more
Lying on a bench with smoke rising above the visor on my hat
Watching the Moon float on the water at the reservoir
This shit made me a monster
This shit made me a monster
Try to take my light from me, and now I'm creeping in the dark
This shit made me a monster
This shit made me a monster
Try to write a verse like me? wave goodbye mother fucker your gone
Written by: Billy Hoyle, William Niels