Sweet Boy - Biko

Lately only one thing’s been on my mind

To breathe some life into my nights

After long days of digging graves

To get another bag

I took a hit, it’s been a long drag

Slipped another two steps back, so

I sell my soul

Cause I don’t really need it

Just to save up

Or to get by

For a sick fit

And a slick whip

When I’m penny pinching

When I’m bone dry

Too stoned to whet my appetite

And smooth out my edges

Putting up a wall

Smoking up a check

Cutting loose ends

Breaking

Cursing old friends underneath my breath

And shatter when I feel the pressure

It’s a lesson telling me to try

To get my shit together

Put my hands together