I keep on, I keep on, I keep on, I keep on I keep on strolling with no control of my thoughts of life Seems like my home has become something I can't recognize Doubters turn to believers, but ***, I'm not surprised I miss my cousin so much, yet he's still by my side, but Crazy how fresh with you, I still haven't can't get a picture What happened to what's up homie, how you doing? Goddamn, I miss ya Don't wanna be nowhere else, so I'm making myself Create this hell in the place I dwelt Stuck in the open cell, take me back for the levy's fill Time's still ticking, your brother's counting in the stitches Yeah, I leave that seven ward, Lord, with them devil lords Money raised at the wage of the stone that flooded, left me wet and torn The garden of Eden destroyed by Babylon demons they poured Their glory with no warning, Babylon's on the floor Present a world what's unexplored I think I'm Marco Polo, *** on the door Feel like I'm visiting my boy Death and Bombs New Orleans is war zone, I ain't been exposed And all of my friends are now frozen I pulled out the replication of the life I once led in a city I once adorned And all of my friends are now frozen