Graveyard Thoughts

Yeah

$outhside, no peace

Breathe in—breathe out—fuck that

Click-clack thoughts in my head won’t pause

Tick-tock life got a death-row jaw

Backwoods rolled with the stress I saw

Heart beat fast like a raid on God

Split my soul for a moment of calm

Still broke, still sick, still dead in the palm

Mama want prayers, I talk to the fog

Every word I spit leave teeth in the wall

Eyes red, mind gone, veins full of static

Move too fast, life feel fucking erratic

Every step I take turn dark and dramatic

I don’t need hope, that shit synthetic

Cut my breath short just to feel alive

Count my sins like a daily grind

If I die tonight, don’t ask me why

I been ready since the first time I tried

Chop-chop soul, can’t slow my brain

Fast bars, cocaine cadence

Run from death but it know my name

Graveyard thoughts in the pouring rain

Chop-chop life, no time to think

Blink too long and you fucking sink

Say I’m fine but the mirror blink

Like “you still alive? I fucking think”

Rapid-fire syllables, pistol tongue

Spit so fast feel my wisdom run

Ain’t no crown, just a loaded gun

And a wish this shit would be over, son

Southside scars in my syntax

Cut so deep I relapse

Every breath come with flashbacks

Every beat feel like combat

I don’t sleep, I drift in hell

Dreams loop like a prison cell

Tried to quit, shit never gelled

Sobriety taste like a wishing well

Dig so deep for a sense of worth

Found a void and a little more dirt

If pain currency, I’m rich at birth

Bought my future, it fucking hurt

Chop-chop soul, can’t slow my brain

Fast bars, cocaine cadence

Run from death but it know my name

Graveyard thoughts in the pouring rain

Chop-chop life, no time to think

Blink too long and you fucking sink

Say I’m fine but the mirror blink

Like “you still alive? I fucking think”

Teeth grind when the bass hit loud

Mind split, can’t escape that sound

Crowd scream but I feel profound

Lonely even when I’m surrounded now

All this rage packed tight in lines

Spit so quick like I’m dodging time

If I slow down, I lose my mind

So I talk in bursts, like fragmented signs

Fuck faith, I tried that route

Only thing holy is what I doubt

If God listen, he phased me out

So I scream my truth till the lights blow out

Every bar like a razor slash

Past come back like unpaid cash

Future look like a burning path

Still I sprint full speed to crash

Slow it down—nah, fuck that

Speed it up—heart attack

One more line, one more crack

Brain on fire, spinal snap

Rattle-rattle thoughts won’t behave

Mind like a pit, no exit paved

If I don’t rap fast, I feel enslaved

So I outrun fear till the tempo break

This not music, it’s therapy

Screaming truths I don’t wanna see

Every verse just autopsy

Cut me open, that’s honesty

Chop-chop soul, can’t slow my brain

Fast bars, cocaine cadence

Run from death but it know my name

Still screaming life through broken chains

Yeah

No peace

Still breathing

Unfortunately