Like BB King the thrill is gone All I got left are these songs Dead homies memories keep strong Bills stay high but your light on Who'd a thought he'd outlast his idols Rap titles scriptures to bible Idle hands fouls out rivals Suppressing views the news no survival Benny Hill, driver in and out vaginas Get away car Tupac spitting saliva Nigga middle finger up any cameras Wild spaghetti western I'm fucking up these amateurs Voices in my head all I see red Killing myself slowly closer to the edge Click my pen three times it's full throttle I'm pissing God's streams through a dusty liquor bottle Come follow New goals Cowboy style shot her up she don't swallow