Musty Charms

Yeah, we rollin' with the musty charms,

Ain't no luck, just stories and scars.

Got no shiny trinkets, no glitter in my hand,

Just relics of the past, things I understand.

Faded beads, cracked mirrors, tales they tell,

Lucky charms? Nah, these are stories well-shell.

They all say its the best you will ever have, you lie go take a bath

You don't have lucky charms, you got them musty charms,

Worn-out treasures, smells like shit and causes harm.

Standin' tall, with my pride in my arms

No damn way im messing with those musty charms.

Old and super used filled with creams,

Life ain't always what it seems

In the crust, there's a truth,

A silent proof that shits used.

So here's to the charms that time can't phase

To the ones that no fuck could phase

But with those musty charms,

Get it out my face.