AMERICANA

I could never have a kid in America

Just a Colt 45 And a derringer

One more shot of whiskey and sedatives

Ran through nocal up to Maryland

When you hear that door knock

Better let em in

Roll sumn

After acid experiments

Build a fire

Sit around for a parable

For real

Whats life, new heights, new ceilings and

Still suicide, too sorry, too spiritual

Got vices, the bites get serious

This time kept swinging till the end

This summer

Might tat my face up

4,5,6 hoes still wanna taste us

Hood By denim

And the shoes not basic

Imma just keep pretending

I hate you

I took the time to show you

How far is earth i wanna know

I’m glad i used to know you

How far is earth, i wanna, go