[Red + Lem]
You better wear colors to my funeral
You better wear colors to my funeral
I just hope you know that I loved you back
And it’s alright, I always liked naps
Yo matter of fact, I crack a laugh in the back of the cadillac when Grim gimme daps
We sipping sap, dipping out
If you knew me you knew my smile
Momma said don’t ever lose that child
You’re my son, you’re the sun

Oh, so now you’re 20 years old, looking for gold
One day be 40 years old, putting a price on life
Like you forgot nights in the heat of summer
When nothing seemed impossible now all you seem to see is obstacles
Chin up, chin up, chin up mister
Winter always turn to summer
Bummer you gotta blister
But now you know what glitter ain’t gold
Foes ain’t foes
Seeds don’t know they grow
Yin Yang
Can’t hang with all this negativity in my vicinity it’s killing me
Save ya energy
Dance with me
Kid with me
Build with me
Live with me
We ain’t got infinity
Yellow, blue, green, red
All kin to me

What will, will be
We’ll be well, well we’ll see
We’ll will you to will me to wish you well
Well will we?

Love everyday that’s my fucking word
And I don’t lie like hounds, I’m too fly like bird
And I don’t think that I’m above you I stay grounded like worms in brown earth
One life, I’ll be hawking my shit around earth
Found worth in a word and got pissed
I found worth in my grip and all the bullets they flip
And all the things that they told me all amounted to this
And it doesn’t mean shit, it just is

*trees burning*
[Police Officer]
I’m gonna need two squads out here
We’ve got two people unresponsive in the forest!

*crickets*
*footsteps through leaves and branches*

Kid 3: Over here!
Kid 1: My allergies are starting to act up…maybe I shouldn’t
Kid 3: We’re already here, just lift your foot up, c’mon!

*chain fence rattling*

Kid 3: Alright, follow me
Kid 1: Where are we going?
Why are we here?
Kid 2: So, am I supposed to be scared yet?
Kid 3: You should be…the tree behind you still holds the bullet that went through Buck’s back!
Kid 1: Shuddup!
Kid 2: *laughs nervously*
Kid 3: Wait - did you hear that?

*owl hoots*

Kid 3: (whispers) must be him!
Kid 1: C’mon!
Kid 3: What? Don’t you know that he still moves between the trees every night when the moon comes out?
Kid 1: …
Kid 2: OOOooo!
Kid 3: *belts out laughing*
Kid 2: *laughs*
Kid 1: But how did the fire start?