I was already torn wide the fuck open.
N i wasn't jus hangin around the house loafin.
U came along n tore me the test of the way apart.
As i feel u becomin a piece of my past art.
A display of devotion spread thin in life.
Stretchin the end to it's snap in which u reside.
It's close to the final stand dropped from ur hands.
Whether u take a change of ur own or ur gonna lose this man.