Black ice on the staircase, air taste like iron rain

Walls peel like old scars, voices runnin through my brain

Glass crunch under forces, pain still cuttin my feet

Memories like corpses, draggin me back to the street

Kettle scream like sirens, fukk sleep, I’m wide awake

Demons lurk in silence, playin games I gotta break

Heartbeat like a drumline, knockin right outside my frame

Take a breath and one time — fukk it, I embrace the pain

The ice grows even thicka, more than ever before

The only light begins to flicka, death is knockin on my door

Pantry smell like rust now, floor tagged with shyt I’ve done

Every choice a bust now, but I know I can’t just run

Hinges talk like snitchas, every handle hold a grudge

Tales told in ditches, where I had to hold my grudge

Attic full of planets, spin like enemies we never fought

Keys bite, they branded, every battle that I fought

My throat taste like coppah, shadow creepin at my feet

Can’t fold, I get propah, standin tall and face the heat

The ice grows even thicka, more than ever before

The only light begins to flicka, death is knockin on my door

Stove glow like a furnace, pots still hum in the night

Ghosts march through the hallway, dare me just to ignite

Rain drip off the shutter, floor cold under my toes

Every move gettin guttah, fightin friends turn to foes

Mirror crack in the bathroom, face look haunted and raw

Told myself in the shadow, ain’t no fear in what I saw

Crow call on the rooftop, wind beat hard on the frame

Chains swing in the basement, whisper callin my name

Smoke curl through the window, house still breathin in pain

But I move like a shadow, never bow to the chain

The ice grows even thicka, more than ever before

The only light begins to flicka, death is knockin on my door

Last room wake and shiver, ghost slide clean through my chest

Made of shyt I buried, all that pain I repressed

He don’t curse or blame me, spine lit up just like a torch

Sayin slide up out this crib now, walk it out and set the course

Ceilin crack like thunder, portraits watchin while I bleed

Floorboard drum with hungha, as the old me take his leave

Windows thaw, sun risin, whole world feelin restored

I scream my line like a mothafukka warlord

The ice grows even thicka, more than ever before

The only light begins to flicka, death is knockin on my door

Now I walk with the flame, I ain’t haunted no more

House fade into vapor, sky ignite like I been sold

Walkin out with fire, heart no longer feelin cold