アフィオン・クロケットさんのインスタグラム動画 - (アフィオン・クロケットInstagram)「Chorus: I got the game face in the strangest place. I don’t know who to trust I’m about to bust. I’d rather strike you first then lie in a hearse. You’ll never catch me off guard, I expect the worst. My cold shoulder holds the weight of the world, makin me earl. Older & I’m waiting for “girl”. Takin a chance I can’t cuz I might get murdered internally, the love I have for my wife is burning me. & turning me bitter. Hope when I get get her there’s room in the womb & the hole in my rib will fit her. I dream of holding hands in winter sweaters walking winter wonderlands, our kids together. Sins forgiven, forget what we did in beginning. Abundant life with wife with all the trimmings. Sounds simple enough but I wait in pain, taste the flame, war paint my face with game. Sow seeds of faith wit a place to aim, chasing fame, cell phone erasing names. My heart hurts too much to smile sometimes that’s why I’m burying thoughts in piles of rhymes. (Chorus) I need room to breathe before I choke the more I hope I wash bloody hands in soap. Suppose I kidnap myself with a ransom note that holds the key to my ID, handsome folk. My dna describes a little boy grinning ear to ear with no fear, conscience clear. But paranoia & pain from year to year’s developing a weeping soul with bowls of tears. I swear I won’t appear till the coast is clear. The most you get from me is away from over here. It’ll take a God himself to pull me through & undo what I do when I ruin humans. I’m the wrong nigga right now that you’re pursuing. Rooster crowing. Wake up & see where you’re goin. I don’t wanna live with my neck protected, heart rejected, constantly disrespected. The next nigga cross me will catch the hectic epileptic sleep wit your head corrected. (Chorus) Written by @affioncrockett 📸 @timothyanne」1月25日 18時13分