DIME

Blessed be the ones That fell from grace And Blessed be the sons That shines his wrist, oh Step by step One foot at a time Teach her how to love And how to climb Touch the divine Skin as soft as butter Sweet as grapes on vine But she took after her mother Slave to snowy dimes She held on to that shit Two years gone Wish she was still here Step by step One foot at a time Taught her how to love But couldn't provide The hole she felt inside So blessed be the ones Blessed be