yeah. uh i was listening to solace and i heard this-this little sample. so i started making this beat so
i don't hear the cretin call
i don't see the curtain fall
i don't leave the dirt at all
i don't know i'm a ghost. wait
hold the fuck up for a minute
watch him dig himself up out a grave that he invented
mental state plagued with all these lazy intermissions
chasing daisies into writtens
into daisy chains sitting where the hazy rain isn't hitting
88' quicker than a lazy day finished
but the name the same ain't it?
get filleted and make dinner
but i guess that not all dreams come true
and all the glitters ain't gold
until you finally get a brick
and see those idioms and idiots dumb too
another fuckin' dimwit in the path
just another listener who doesn't get it and laughs
every scribble and scratch
like every sentence is a tip of the hat
i don't live to see people die
and i hope that i don't live to see my friends pass away
i won't really live it all when the ends pass today
i'll just sit back and say
well shit that was great."