Deutschland Deprivation (Pt. 1)

Fresh out of the oven

I'm baked and I'm high stakes

Just like fancy wedding cakes

But a cake only goes so far

Like a raven crows at dark

I'd like to pain my silhouette on a street sign

Dedicate it to you

And give it a shoe shine

Just like sunshine

But in the meantime

I'm all skits and giggles

No breaks, no banana crates

Just a high-home stretch

On the edge of existence

...And my shoes?

They'll be dead

Past the crime and past the dread

It's all two for ten

And if and when