Grim Parade

Black hoodie

Hard stare

Whole crowd frozen

Like they know what’s there

Chrome on the table

Powder on the scale

Lil bro laughin

Saying we could never fail

Mama on the phone

Begging me to change

But the block need food

So I’m back in the rain

Car roll slow

Wrong tag, wrong lane

One word, one look

Whole night turned flame

Sirens by sunrise

Blood on my sleeve

Gun heavy on my hip

Heart tucked in my jeans

This that grim parade

Marchin with the ghosts we made

Every name on the wall, we prayed

But the shots keep singing our fate

This that grim parade

Dirty money never gets saved

We just trade one chain for a grave

While the shots keep singing our fate

Cousin in a frame now

Face on a shirt

We used to trade kicks

Now it’s flowers in dirt

Judge gave life

Like it’s somethin he owned

Whole crew look numb

Eyes carved out of stone

I sleep with the tool

But I dream about school

Lockers in the hallway

Not a body on the news

They call me a killer

Say I chose this path

But the house been haunted

Since the day I learned math

Count the shells

Count the friends

Count the times

We pretend

Say “it’s life”

Say “it’s war”

But how many bodies

Till we ain’t here no more