[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
Uh, peace when I'm rollin' around
Tried to keep me close, but look how
When I needed you the most you was out
The least I can do is account
Pizzeria dough, big amount
Fire in the hole, burnin' out his soul like they seen a ghost in the shell
Froze up, it's colder than hell
I cleaned up most of myself
I peeled off more dollar bills
For 'em when they peeled off on the bill
Started at the bottom of the hill
Actually, I started in the mid
Actually, I started in Illinois, Khoikhoi, and Tswana in the kid
Bloodstains on my fatherland
Bloodstains on my motherland
Tough clay, all of it's red
Stuck in the jeans and the fabric, and the twenty-three little strands
Freddie Hubbard sing through the ax
Chop another piece off the branch
Memories careen out the past
Halting to a screech in they tracks
Had a couple things on my chest
That's where the demons would sit
I took a seat at the head
It's time to eat
I need the breesh, heavy-set
Can you dig what I'm sayin'?
Notice that you easily led
So I take a seat at the head
It's time to eat
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