Rough cut of a vocal mix for an instrumental track I released a year ago on all platforms. Finally have some lyrics to go with the beat. I still plan on making some edits cleaning it up, mainly sharing it as a feeler. “Cause it feels like, just another nail in my coughin, I swear this chit happens way too often. From the moment that I walked in, <strike>in my moccasins I got no oxygen</strike> talkin shit dripping intoxicants. So much smoke I’m steady coughing when, it feels like, just another nail in my coughin’. A nail in my coughin’. Nail in my coughin’.... (Verse 2) Walk in the door a cloud greets me. Been here before but familiar deceives me, into believing that its safe to be hanging with a gun with no safety while chasing a fiend, running away in a car with no brakes in the rain. A single shot brings instant blood-stains in the leg. Fighting to stay awake. Must have hit an artery. This heart beat could top charts believe. You get my point. Its slamming the speed, at which it catches wind, head is grim as it slips and tips back again. The beat keeps teething but there’s no aspirin. Hear that voice so rachet. That’s the lady Catherine, coming in for a rewind one time for your mind then once back again like a backspin. Feeling a bit light like the carpet’s turning over on Aladdin. Instead of a genie ya see a light, out comes Benjamin Franklin spankin it, he says “suddenly it all makes cents!” i said, “sorry Ben. That was back b4 when ya paid the rent. Before they raised all the prices again. And badly needed necessities still need pricing in, and now they’re priceless, and out of reach for anybody who hasnt seen the likes of Midas. And Gold shines the brightest. Blood washes off of diamonds, with very little refining. Unless your stuck on an island, with a stipend that never widens...”