If the good die young, Ive been dead for a minute
In the cemetery buried
Come and pay your boy a visit
All these women think Im livin
Till they cant feel a pulse
Ski-Skittish at thought, they fell in love with a corpse
Im a ghost
White noise when I flow
Lights flicker, wind blowin, all the windows close
See the street lights go, with power in your home
Feel the chills up your spine, just know that its Bones
Windows95, floppy disc when I rhyme
VHS stay glitchin, flickin ash, sippin wine
Digital skies, smokin digital blunts
Got a pixelated blade break you down, roll you up
Prometh swimmin pools, codeine bath tubs
Cristal shower running, lay Hennessy in my blood
Young fuckin pimp, pimpin bitches on the strip
Tryna hit without a grip, you gon be talkin to the clip
No, I never pull triggers and I never take a life
But I will take your girlfriend out for the night
Have her back in the morning, now she really dont want you
Pack her bags, hit the road now she goin-goin gone