text: I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
  All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
  I just leave em there, I don’t even care, no
  Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
  I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
  Dont know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
  I just bought a brand...
  Fuck, how much darkness does it take to get this flashy?
  Dont know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
  I just bought a brand new car, I wanna crash it now
  How much darkness did it take to get this flashy now?
  I lose a piece of my soul when the camera flashes
  So I’m just asking every fan whos questioning my passion
  Thinking Im caught up in fashion or that I forgot my past
  To understand that Im just a dropout, I dont have the answers
  I became a dad so young, I aint know how to use them Pampers
  Baby mamas food stamps kept my stomach full
  I had to make a plan cause now my family needed me to make it rapping
  Me and Slim back at that address, 128th, we trapping
  Writing lyrics down on napkins
  Room so small, we shared a mattress
  Look what happened
  I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
  All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
  I just leave ’em there, I don’t even care, no
  Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
  I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
  Dont know how I get so high, but I’m not passing out
  I guess the drugs are in my blood, hope I dont pass it down
  Hope Im alive to see my baby get her cap and gown
  Cause doctors told my dad he won’t be here a year from now
  Yeah, my first reaction was to punching the wall until its cracking
  Both my knuckles shattered, dont ask what the fucks the matter
  Ive been battling the fact I lost my closest to cancer
  The only thing she asked was for me and him to get closer
  But I hung up too fast, went to sleep in and then she passed
  Youve been silent seven years, it took that to get us back
  We all needed second chances, Ive been bottling the sadness
  I guess Im just happy that we finally got to bury shit before the casket
  I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
  All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
  I just leave em there, I dont even care, no
  Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
  I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
  I think Im ready to die tonight
  Its fucked up cause I aint lived half my life
  I saw the devil and passed him like
  You tryna fuck up my afterlife
  But I dont even care, you can keep me there, yeah
  Holding up a flare, I needed a prayer, yeah
  I got death in my pocket
  But I feel so alive