Baited

We sound alike, but very different like a homonym/

I took advice, from my daddy and my moma 'dem/

They say boy, this world can be kinda cold/

But you create energy dependin' on what kind of coal/

That's cold/

Need to make a move on ya' situation/

But what if your situation was way worse/

I'm talkin' black suits, paul bearers, black herses/

Way worse/

What if we was 'sleep/

And thinkin' we awake/

And all the material things we've been given were fake/

And all the bentleys, bugattis and bezels, they was fake/

And there was a fire that's cookin' palces on a plate/

And there was a person with a rod reelin us in/