I'm a Gine

Imagine I have Benjamin do you know where he is? Do you know where to look? Nowhere because your worst nightmare is here. If this is all good luck everyone say fuck. You smell the death, it engulfs your lungs. I never knew money could smell so good, and in your cozy bed the walls are painted black, destroy the sun. Understanding is only reached through confrontation. I never knew money could smell so good. I've walked the line and this outline is understood, blood can't wash away.