the sky is quiet

Yeah, uh
It's only crazy; I can't answer
I can't answer; I can't do shit
Yeah

I done made hearts bleed, scars sing, cars screech
Off dark starseed, saw see-saws creak, rock
Keep frosty, breathin' in my fingers, beat-boxin'
With sleep across the street, my feet just keep walkin'
The greed my need cross with just seem to breed lawless
The yeast I knead needed for my preconceived solace
The mayor and the maker and the bakerman shakin' hands
They pay to see a baby of enslavement do the label dance
I stir a slurry 'til my words slur and make amends
The earth hurts, and so the church the first language in me
Was burnt early; first surgery made me take a hint
The dirt workin' on me, hatred made me blaze a semi'
God is able, gracious to me, so I feign contentment
Hangin' in the trap daily, taking fake prescriptions
The spin doctor spin a property on glitter rocks and drip
Just for jitter over-caution for potential robbery
Just a cycle that I push the pedals to, as yet untitled
Skies reveal the message to me, but it's illegible
I share a bed with her and hid the naked truth, obsessions fed
My belly peckish, lever swoop, the scale impeccable
The reverend watch us settle in the pew
From his Escalade, we steppin' into hoopties with daily bread as food
Ain't weddin', caressin' death without my loot
I ain't measured the correct amount to suit, but I'ma tell you when I do