Are we out of time?
Are we out of time?
Walked to the edge with my eyes closed
All my inhibitions in a whole different time zone
I could take one step so easily
I’ll just be grey, limp, and cold on the drive home
But is that so bad?
Put my body in the sprinter van
Don’t drive too fast
Was supposed to wake up and play Terminal 5
But they could use a hologram while they bump me and cry, nigga
Is that so bad?
Is that so bad?
A dream deferred
Right along with ugliest fate
I leave now then I ain’t do so bad
So I chuck my deuce
Refuse to die slow here’s my truce
Put my dust in a hydroflask
Magic, I go poof
Right now, nigga this my truth
My feet whispered to me not so fast
And told me call my roots
So I called my roots
Damn
Pick up the phone I need you now (Pick it up)
Pick up the phone I need you now (Pick it up)
Pick up the phone I need you
Now
Pick it up
Mama, mama
Am I out of time?
Let me know right now
Mama, am I out of time?
I just wanna turn around
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