Purgatory

[Intro]
The Nitrogen in our DNA
The Calcium in our teeth
The Iron in our blood
The Carbon in our [?]
Were made with interiors of collapsing stars
We are made of star dust
Something happens to burst this open
And when we burst open, thinking we are dieing
We are actually turning into supernova
And then, when we look at ourselves again
We see that we are more beautiful than we were before
We hurt, we laugh, cry, we loose, we win, we love, we endure
I'm a star Stogie T's a star
We are STARS!

[Verse 1]
Slave labor, Skyscrapers, murder stories
Bullshit behind every burger sold
This what they feeding shorties?
Thug message in the presidential run for office
Niggas not liquid must be why the music not solid
You heard the story tough guys dying ghetto morbid
Venture capital swallow homes
Yeah these nerds are gory
And Mo Town's go to Berry Gordy
It's low down they lawyer up and know just how to suck the talent off them
It's purgatory
Statutory how they work you doggy
In the office slaving while they praise their little bird of glory
That's why I'm Stogie
Hell bent on Heaven, you owe me
Make better cheddar from old milk
A breath of fresh air from the old me
My bedwetters need cash cushions to grow with
I learnt the lessons on how you get tooken if you ain't know shit
Across oceans soaking
Here's a boss moment
Take a snap photo you can upload it, capture and note it

[Verse 2]
Slave labor, Skyscraper, murder stories
Bullshit behind every burger sold
This what they feeding shorties?
Holding onto middle management but in his 40s
All he gots a have paid bond, jacked up on coffee
You heard the story prescription pills and depression
The system keep him healthy enough
Keep digging the wells
Keep them healthy and belching
Kill yourself for the Nelsons
Only medicine for you Life of Pi is a bigger helping
It's pugatory, statutory only category
Bigger house, thicker spouse thinking how you can afford it
That's why I'm Stogie
Hell bent on Heaven, you owe me
Make better cheddar from old milk
A breath of fresh air from the old me
My bedwetters need cash cushions to grow with
I learnt the lessons on how you get tooken if you ain't know shit
Across oceans soaking
Here's a boss moment
Take a snap photo you can upload it, capture and note it

[Verse 3]
Slave labor, Skyscraper, murder stories
Bullshit behind every burger sold
This what they feeding shorties?
Angel face but this lil devil horny
If the car comes with wings
She taking off underclothing (right)
Blouse panties on the floor house party orgies
Club hopping and caught jumping on her mans homies
Nice bitch ride to die for you in the moment
For Christ's Sake don't cross her, She'll show you the omen
It's purgatory
Buy her dresses but she stripping for me
My fly address is for the wiz not for a wishing Dorothy
That's why I'm Stogie
Hell bent on Heaven, you owe me
Make better cheddar from old milk
A breath of fresh air from the old me
My bedwetters need cash cushions to grow with
I learnt the lessons on how you get tooken if you don't know shit
Across oceans soaking
Here's a boss moment
Take a snap photo you can upload it, capture and note it
Slave labor, Skyscraper, murder stories
Bullshit behind every burger sold
This what they feeding shorties?