Dedicated to Tar Feather

Dedicated to Tar Feather - McKinley Dixon/Anjimile

Lyrics by：McKinley Dixon/Anjimile

Composed by：Sam Koff/McKinley Dixon/Anjimile/Trey Pollard

I never thought this gift

Would make me feel bad

It seems the weight of this crown

Has now driven king mad

So he sits up in his castle

With the door to his back

Ripping gold flickering flesh

Off his finger pads

Humming I just wanna touch again

Wish the feeling remained

Wasted this life rapping

Hope it all wasn't in vain

I take a walk through the garden

Flowers don't know my name

But they still listen

I think I like it like that

A shakey hand sweeps

The table of the crumbs

While a lil boy hopes some day

He'll get closer to the ones

That set off explosive tongues

Saw one get killed last summer

He lift his head

Butterflies escaped his mouth

From out his lungs

Journal entries from

When the heat had us buzzing

Found out one boy was super human

The other simply wasn't

One more hug

Promise then I'll leave you alone

This life was fun for a minute

But it never was home

To talk to you I listen more

To talk to you I kiss the floor

On god on gold

On god on gold

On god on gold

I feel ya kiss

Feel the way you moving now

Wipe feet 'fore

You step in mama's house

On god on gold

On god on gold

On god on gold

I feel your kiss

On god on gold

On god on gold

On god on gold

Ya shoes was hard

To keep the size filled

And recently my only dream

Is that a nigga die real

Coop clipping up the clouds

Me and my homie ride still

Fade that boy outside

Then fader go and

Ask me how I feel

Trembles but his foot

Point left and right

He wit that racket

Fighting comes a second nature

Tearing up is automatic

Heels lifting off the ground

Eyes wide from the sight

Grabbed my face

Said we can live forever

If we die tonight f***

What I learned from grandma's

Closet or a coffin

They saw my on my bike

And remembered it for

When they walking

Toni said I didn't fall in love

I was raised in it

If that's true

Why I got that text

I wasn't phased wit it

Aw man

Another one so damn tragic

Shoulder tap

Staring off while

The music's cinematic

Who knew a plan that made me

And my niggas so ecstatic

Would make my mama make his mama

Turn us both nomadic

If only for the night