crack fiend relatives

Never Known They sold they souls for a fix, now they ghosts in the mist, Left they babies in the cold, ain't no hope in the crib. Momma gone off the meth, needles pokin' her wrist, Now shorty searchin' for love, but the hole never quits. They was pushin' that poison, had our blood in they hands, Built they kingdom off the pain, now it’s crushin’ like sand. False idols, false titles, they was lost in the scam, Now they runnin' from the storm, but the flood never ends. I can't figure it out—why they sold out they kin, Why they bowed to a doll, why they worship the sin? Took a knife to my back, thought they'd never see him, But the Chosen don’t fall, I was built to ascend. Call me Typhoon, call me what you want, I been breakin' all the curses that they carved in the font. Tried to mark me with a sigil, but the mark didn’t haunt, Now they empire tumble, every stone that they flaunt. Babylon fallin', got 'em sick with regret, Ain't no peace for the wicked, only chains and a debt. See, my justice ain’t blind, it’s divine and it’s set, They was laughin’ in the dark, now they drown in the depths. I can't figure it out—why they sold out they kin, Why they bowed to a doll, why they worship the sin? Took a knife to my back, thought they'd never see him, But the Chosen don’t fall, I was built to ascend.