[Verse 1 Porter Ray]
After my thoughts darken
While I'm talking to my shadow
Mother said I was cunning
Imagination running wild
Eyes raised infatuated with money piles
Pot chasin, with Jason tryna touch a style
I can here the voices of the serpents seductive
Next mama asking where her purse went
Park bench fences, seeing images of angels
Searching for syringes, vintage when it rains slow
Chains glow with the glitter
That the moon catch
Black Nikes zoom tech, Bleed a whole room wet
Suicide I contemplated my solitude
See my soul, leaving my body
After I follow through, pass the dice
See you niggas in the afterlife
Slick as black ice, come back twice
Black Christ, shining under black lights
Couldn't cure my obsession with the fast life
My last flight
[Interlude]
Remember this
Hi [?]
Ho-how you feeling
Son, son
Chilling, be gone
After my thoughts darken
While I'm talking to my shadow
Mother said I was cunning
Imagination running wild
Eyes raised infatuated with money piles
Pot chasin, with Jason tryna touch a style
I can here the voices of the serpents seductive
Next mama asking where her purse went
Park bench fences, seeing images of angels
Searching for syringes, vintage when it rains slow
Chains glow with the glitter
That the moon catch
Black Nikes zoom tech, Bleed a whole room wet
Suicide I contemplated my solitude
See my soul, leaving my body
After I follow through, pass the dice
See you niggas in the afterlife
Slick as black ice, come back twice
Black Christ, shining under black lights
Couldn't cure my obsession with the fast life
My last flight
[Interlude]
Remember this
Hi [?]
Ho-how you feeling
Son, son
Chilling, be gone
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