Skydive (feat. Ash Weller)

All these goals in my vision no end zone
All these drugs in my system hit temple
Got a hold on me gripping won't let go
Feel it slipping might fall off these ten toes

And sky dive
Way too many shots inside drive by
Guess i was never meant to hit the sky line
Can anybody out here show the guidelines
Before it's my time

Ive been placed in this maze so numb
And i ain't switch the place for months
So i trade scissor blade for blood
Maryjane enter vein and lung
I sedate but it aint enough
Try to pray but the angels run
Try and wait but the weight too much
Put the gauge to the brain and bust
I engage in lust with this dangerous fatal touch
Like a saber thrust from the jameson angel dust pain killers
And as i fight this appetite for disaster disaster strikes
Faster than actual light door opens its kids and wife
Bad sight dad home with a half pint of gin
Worse than last time now joined with tabs of vicodin
Bad vibes dad's high again that's frightening
He's a bad guy gave momma a black eye again
Finally grabs knife reach back and aims high with it
Fires it hits the door then the floor now he hears sirens
Mom with sister were close where she stashed violin
I called the cops with the hopes i would end violence

All these goals in my vision no end zone
All these drugs in my system hit temple
Got a hold on me gripping won't let go
Feel it slipping might fall off these ten toes

And sky dive
Way too many shots inside drive by
Guess i was never meant to hit the sky line
Can anybody out here show the guidelines
Before it's my time

Black shaded out polo cap with a date on it
Ten khakis i scrub often cause all the stains on them
Amtrak to travel southeast i jump at the station closest
Coster told me leave all the bull shit through conversations
Garnish in my pocket i'm nauseous of remy martin
Make martyr for all my dreams
A gentleman genius subsequently minus the cardigan
Weed could keep me calm while i reconcile with moms
Recall the conversation she had with my sis
When she said that she like finally got her son back
That's a constant reminder of where the fuck my head's at
Most people can look back and laugh while reliving memories
All i know is addiction made my own money not mine to keep
Prescription pills can make money talk if you related as well
These elevations make love a feeling i don't deserve to feel
Leave the club for a stomach pump take a bump get behind the wheel
If i'm unlucky maybe this time i'll kill myself for real

All these goals in my vision no end zone
All these drugs in my system hit temple
Got a hold on me gripping won't let go
Feel it slipping might fall off these ten toes

And sky dive
Way too many shots inside drive by
Guess i was never meant to hit the sky line
Can anybody out here show the guidelines
Before it's my time



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Selca
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