n shoutout to my brother thats bleed n shoutout to my sister thats bleed n all th family i found along th way its real

Zushi no dean blunt
Brave solemn soul sulks slowly through the streets
Seldom says a word or two , not fully as he creeps
Bright city lights too blinding to his eyes
Won't be here tomorrow to nobody's surprise
i take the f train to the beach but u wouldnt know bout that
There are cathedrals everywhere for those with the eyes to see