I’m in the store but the clerk can’t see me

Crashed in my car but the beat can’t beat me

I’m on the roof of my mama’s spot

And she’s in the car with a call from the cops

And my sisters back in the kitchen reading

She prays her boyfriend don’t come for the beating

I see his car coming down in the evening

I try to fight but the brother can’t feel me

Outside by house and I’m standing by the front door

My papa’s crying, says ‘what’d you take my son for?’

Sister is silent inside her head is spinning

And good Grim Reaper stands next to me, he’s grinning

I walked for days on a path through the jungle

Came to a maze that said it would make me younger

Next thing I know my head hits the pillow

Open my eyes and I’m six feet underground though