Текст песни Crate - Daniels Gone

Sugar honey iced tea
Staying on my phone in my zone acting fiesty
Black coffee mug all I've had with some ice cream
Then wonder why my health slowly dying like the mice be
Dropping in they holes stealing cheese, always poisoned laced
Start a fucking case and erase, never found a trace
Black cloud suffocating, naked breath hard to face
Bitch, I've been running since remains showed up in my place
I'm a saint on the out when they've told me to behave
Can't explain, just negate when they bring up my mistakes
I've betrayed all my morals none that I can't tolerate
And today, I'ma sit here fucking stuck in my crate
I'ma sit here fucking stuck in my crate
You can't tell me what I haven't told myself before
You can't beat me like I haven't slammed my head through doors
You can't hate me 'cause my future never gon' be yours
You can't hate me 'cause my heritage is full of wolves