Forgive Me (Soul For A Soul Pt. 2)

Seven days gone, still trapped in my head

Every step feel heavy, every night taste red

Tried drownin’ out the voices, but they whisper so loud

See your faces in the shadows, eyes lost in the crowd

Lil’ man, you ain’t even get to learn how to run

Now the world moves on, but your story ain’t done

And mama, you was holdin’ him tight in your hands

Now I wonder if you watchin’ from a place I can’t stand

Can you hear me? Do you see me down here?

I don’t want mercy, just to make this clear

If I could trade my breath, I would give it away

But the past don’t bend, and the sins don’t fade

Stood outside your vigil, hood low in the rain

Candles burn slow, all whisperin’ your names

People holdin’ pictures, teardrops on their lips

And I swear I felt your spirit when the wind turned stiff

You ain’t deserve this, ain’t no way to defend

I was tryna end a war, but I just let it extend

Told myself I was built for this life that I chose

But I ain’t built for the ghosts, I ain’t built for the lows

Can you hear me? Do you see me down here?

I don’t want mercy, just to make this clear

If I could trade my breath, I would give it away

But the past don’t bend, and the sins don’t fade

Got a letter on my desk, just some words and a name

“GhostFlo the killer” written deep in the pain

I ain’t no legend, ain’t no street-made king

I’m just a lost soul tryna cut off the strings

Do I face what I did, do I let this play?

Or do I pay for my sins with the price of my fate?

I ain’t lookin’ for a pass, I ain’t lookin’ for grace

But maybe if I go, I can see your face…

Clip out the gun, one left in the drum

Lookin’ at the sky, wonder where the light from

If I close my eyes, will I wake in the flames?

Or will I find peace where the lost souls hang?

Lil’ man, I’m sorry, I ain’t ask for this role

To your mama, I’m beggin’, please carry my soul

If I see you on the other side, I’ll bow where I stand

A killer don’t deserve it, but I’ll reach for your hand…

A soul for a soul, now I balance the scale

If I take this last step, will it lift off the veil?

Darkness creepin’ in, yeah, it’s time to go

Let the wind take my name, let ‘em call me a ghost…

(Gunshot)