Mac miller

Decorations of a septuagenarian

Knick nacks I'd own if I was a librarian

My grama was a teacher mythical creature

I call but cannot reach her

Heavens the song and she's the main feature

Fell off mountain tops bottom rocks

We separate

Spent a knight with a queen that's a check mate

Im playing games and I never lose.

When I do I brush it off, that's my attitude

Addicted to the pain and I'm barely living

Holding on to threads life made of penicillin

Gurus gone got me devastated

Pencil trace it

Walk the line relive the memories of your related

Rip the photo remember why you appreciate it

I feel remorse I just choose not to articulate it

So Take me back to kiddie pools

Inner tubes runnin round the city dude

Friendly till they hiss at me try and change ya attitude

Shadow clone distract get a hit so u better move

Rich famous dead broke I don't even wanna choose

Live nameless snort coke I got nothing left to lose