peoples temple

Uh, uh, I guess that's the way that it goes now

I don't need a break, I won't slow down

Sippin' that, uh, sippin' that, uh, sippin' that Jonestown

She won't look my way, but that's okay, I love her profile

I ain't scared of death, I told 'em, "Go ahead, carve the tombstone"

All these voices in my head, it's like a group home

Sorry, I ain't see your text, boo, I got two phones

All-black whip to match the fit, I never do chrome

Pack me up, wrap my body parts in cellophane

You could never see beyond the cracks in the picture frame

40 with a 50, total loss if you step in my way