the mud on my shoes times you kicked me out, those days it was raining, I was outside now, I guess you don't remember you stayed in my house, and now I can't get out, voices screaming loud x2 tried to get away from all the fucking problems I'm not no detective, bitch I cannot solve em, one in the chamber we Russian revolve em, see one shot go off then it gives me trauma I go head on with the bull you call me brahma I go high off a few hits of Marijuana started walking on land like we evolve ya gravity deactivated we cannot fall ya, (I know times may be hard this is where we start, me and my broke heart pieces that fall apart) the mud on my shoes times you kicked me out, those days it was raining, I was outside now, I guess you don't remember you stayed in my house, and now I can't get out, voices screaming loud x2 don't you remember all those damn memories don't try and take back what you said to me we both react with two different energies. please baby shit hurts give me the remedies, why can't we sing like we were these melodies now we go back and forth like mortal enemies, come to think maybe I am glad that I'm dead at least baby please lay my urn as the centerpiece (the mud on my shoes from the times you kicked me out, those days it was raining, I was outside now, I guess you don't remember you stayed in my house, and now I can't get out, voices screaming loud)