Red Smoke

Clearing my throat, lungs full of pressure  

Red smoke in my rearview, can’t measure the treasure  

Chain on my neck heavy like guilt on a sinner  

Cough up the truth, but the lie taste better  

They said I’d fold, now they watch how I simmer  

Red smoke in the mirror, got the block looking thinner  

I don’t do favors, I charge for the glimmer  

Turn doubt into dollars, that’s codeine for dinner  

Move when they slide, leave the tires all bitter  

Red smoke in the tires, leave the past in the litter  

I was down to the wire, now the wire don’t trip her  

She want red smoke love, I just blow through the zipper  

Vroom in the night, got the engine a whisper  

Red smoke in the pipes, leave the opps in the distance  

I don’t need friends, I need fuel for the vision  

Red smoke in the kitchen, got the stove doing dishes