Triple Beams Dreams

Lyrics

[Intro: Francis Bacon] Francis Bacon: "[?] studio, it would be absolutely impossible for me." Interviewer: "Why do you think that is?" Francis Bacon: "Uh, no idea, chaos for me, breeds images." [Verse 1] Should've told a lie, but I'd rather keep it real I be to rap what key be to lock He whip the paint, like he beat the pot She quick to faint, and he eat the box He seek the bank [?] My name [?] see, he's in the lot Love me or not, I'll bleed out the block Coulda re-rocked the rocks still with me or not [Chorus] But what it all really mean? Going through hell fall asleep off a bean The light everybody fiends What they really want from a nigga like me Couldn't relate to my peers Now they all asking how can I see You ain't got it like me Thinkin' bout my dad, having triple beams dreams [Verse 2] Days I ain't eat, quit the theatrics You know why I'm here, thats my baby pediatrics Pedal to the metal, hands blacker than a blacksmith's Just blew a backwood, just because I'm past this Hysterical laughter, grew up 'round Casper Broken homes, so you strong, hood'll leave you shattered Everybody trappin', thought I was trapped in All I know is how to break it down when the bag in [Chorus] But what it all really mean? Going through hell fall asleep off a bean The light everybody fiends What they really want from a nigga like me Couldn't relate to my peers Now they all asking how can I see You ain't got it like me Thinkin' bout my dad, having triple beams dreams