All I'm trying to find Is a place in heaven I'll believe what you want Hook I just need to lay down Ghosts of past summers I need to get away And the only way you'll stop If I move my ways to God One way ticket to San Fransisco Longing to belong Searching for home Whose face do I glare at when I stare to the mirror Captured by the banshees screech Lost down a one way street All things point south This lady believes she can buy a place in heaven Reserve a seat in the land of gods Blow a hole in the world if it makes you smile Ideas not possible Ideas are not probably, Ezekiel Hook Feeling like yall talk too much about the trap Feeling like yall just wanna go back to that I'ma free some minds, we ain't having that We just starving artists trying to channel that I just upgraded can you handle that I ain't trying to make it can you handle that Dream catcher boy I can picture this Crystal ball I'm taking in hella visions Soul boys the demons circle music Soul gang we sacrificing haters for amusement Doomdays I prove this While your busy choosing And losing I'm toothless Whilst your biting my movement