respect the dead

Peace to the dead, RIP to the dead

Talk on the dead, walk on a ledge
We gon leave you on that chalk bloody red
Speak to da dead, peeps in my head
In da shadows I can see where they tread
Stick to my bread, licks we gon hit yuh
We ain't telling yo ahh shit, you a fed
Sent by a thread, meant what I said
We gon give yo ass some shit to regret

And this lust all I know
Trust on a low tryna stop where I go
Spirits moving slow, I can feel them when they close
Hanging wit the ghosts, they the only ones that know me
And these words feel like poetry
I was with my demons we was rolling deep
I was actin up so you would notice me
I was breaking down so you would know it's me

At my lowest she the one day holded me
And I'm stoic, they ain't know what's wrong wit me
In the solace, they the ones that rode wit me
And I'm soul lit, I know they gon glow wit me

Peace to the dead, RIP to the dead