Laid in the casket dreaming of sunset hoping in the ghetto sumday we will experience gun rest

Brother stubbed to earth starred by angels trying to see the assets found in innocence but that lead him to one conclusion casket

The air I breathe makes me a victim fighting for a territory in eviction in the ghetto you find death in vaccine

Maybe I'm not the only one who loves the smell of gasoline
To grasp a win I have to kneel