Shade - Atta Boy

A portrait of not one, but two

And a painted gun that hung upon your wall

Shelf life’s a century

But it’ll take far more time to do as I’m told

Just give it time

I’ll lose my own mind

If I want to

Just give it time

I’ll lose my own mind

If I want to

Sit in the shade with my back on the wall

It’s cool here now, so why leave at all?

Gravestones staring back at me

Death’s my only alibi every time I think I’ll fall

Your watermarked name on every block

Of my mapped memory

Two windows falling 50 feet

I will call for you if you call for me

Just give it time

I’ll lose my own mind

If I want to

Just give it time

I’ll lose my own mind

If I want to