hazmat zone my hearts quarantined best not expose so don't approach me I'll kill your hopes I've severed ties that that left my body cold dead man walking I'm Johnny's ghost may as well be they always tell me God bless your soul then pour a little dirt on me but not one rose my hearts been soiled now all things grow buried my past and its haunting flow planted my faith but it takes time said you herd it through the grape vine I'm on dose still don't have the heart to come and ask because they lie its been six years sence I severed those grape vines none I chose because they unworthy to make wine now I raise a toast at grave sites instead of clubs with iridescent lights you can change how you live but can't change time so let things go it doesn't take much to take lives but it takes all that you make to provide a safe life and keep them clothed still we have to eat and can't afford that because I'm broke don't have much money I only sing poor raps penny flows sometimes I have to skimp breakfast short stack my stomach groans as long as my babies eat I'm ok with floor scraps even bones I don't have to be rich but I need more cash so I can blow I'm just a regular Joe getting old fast soon I'll take a dirt nap shortly after my daughter will ask for her dad just know that I tried harder than most to keep firm a grasp on what was worth chance I could've been great but who knows I just thank God for a third chance to live and turn from the wrong path come back and leave my sorrows on the floor mat to my home sweet home... but the key the in my hand opens an empty chest no treasure worth damn this hearts been X'ed not tryna put a hex on no man the neck of my woods is nomad I come and go back move like wind thank the lord that I've come to know bad so I can show back and keep the faith take the win gold and throw backs not worth my lines I flow below that so let's shift the ground back on the prize were it begins