Lyrics Back Home (Interlude) (feat. Domain Brown) - Snick Foley

The greatest writer, I ain't telling stories
Lemme pause for your ovation
With one pen, could ruin characters like defamation
The first person, to change his narrative then turn the page
The next chapter; you gon' see the sadness turn to rage
Earned my wage, not burning sage, my demons a little stronger
Currently been treading water, can wade here a little longer
Selective with what people see, y'all get a drop in the ocean
Won't tell me "cry me a river" at my emotion
That's unhealthy? Shiitt that's the tip of the iceberg
Conceal a sinking feeling thru facade via nice words
My price surged, I purge, the urge to care
Shit is life, no more games, I feel what I state's fair
On the grounds, I could walk my last steps at a moment's notice
Or plagued, in a daze, while I'm phased, by the locust
Keep thinking, how I'd change the past, if given one shot
But a voice, is pleading "son, stop"

As these highs, become the lows
I can't, take this, any more
I just know, I wanna go
Back Home
As these highs, become the lows
I can't, take this, any more
I just know, I wanna go
Back Home

At an end of my wit
Its grip's lost, bitch lost
My aura got a tint cause this shits off
I'm stuck to some comfort that ain't match what we all thought
And I'm stuck to my mattress with no blinds drawn
Am I supposed to, move through some hopeful
Move with a movement that could mimic what a ghost do
Cut off all the digits of the prison in the phone booth
Cut off all my niggas for some pussy and some cold truths
Take me home