FrostBite

(album: IFeelLikeDirt - 2019)

I'mma take 'em back to the days
When we used to stay
Down in the basement
Jack Frost was coming
The winter was among us and the snow fell hard
So we got so fucked up we couldn't feel the cold
Your neck all gold and your wrists all froze
But what the fuck that mean when the reaper at your door?
The weakness in your flow
I peeked it from the jump
Whole body numb every day I'm fucked up
Don't mean to showboat
But I am just so-so
Deaf like Dupree when I'm hearing your solo
My pants is cargo
The blunt like Sade
Smooth operating 'til we all get paid
Hey
You got cash to blow
That's fine, I still know a better place it could go
Like a Detroit group home
Rock like Cubone
BONES stay spitting like a motherfucking tooth gone

Everything fine, everything good
I don't got shit to complain about
Earth fucked up, everybody fucked
There ain't no point for me to show

I'm like the Mink Man
I sic my dogs on ya
I'm like the fish man
Put a fish tank in your Civic
So prolific
.44 tipping
Keep a 33 on my back like Pippen
For all y'all tripping
No more bitching
To me, motherfucker
You know I can't give in
Way too focused
I'm way too noticed, the young Russian prince
And I ain't even fucking from there
No one compares to us, it's almost unfair
Swear on my mama it isn't
You could scream in our direction
Still never get our attention
(What)

Everything fine, everything good
I don't got shit to complain about
Earth fucked up, everybody fucked
There ain't no point for me to show