[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]Everyone's time's gonna fade awayDust to dust and Amazing GraceOnly thing I'm leaving is my last nameOh, and an empty grave[Verse 1: Upchurch]One day I'll be in a box I ain't talkin' about a graveI'm talkin' 'bout a box of greatest hits I made along the wayFound on a dirt road 'cause I ain't never had shit pavedAnd when the roots grow back I'll be a mystery per seNo askin' folks in Nashville 'cause I refuse to go and signWalked in houses of legends that made a impact on your lifeTakin' advice from people who have platinum records with Slim ShadyWent on vacation with country superstars even though I'm crazyAnd on a psycho social roller coaster, no seat belts doin' loopsMy mind got a vault like a doomsday preppin' loony toonStay boucin' off these walls like my house is made of gymnastic matsAnd I'll be rappin' 'til I'm 90 out of shape with cataracts'Cause I ain't got to see a road to cut a trail and make a pathI'm 27 and I know this whole city feelin' my wrathJust wait 'til I'm 30 and fine tuned like a StratocasterI'm not biodegradable still the cleanest white trash and I'm Church[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]Everyone's time's gonna fade awayDust to dust and Amazing GraceOnly thing I'm leaving is my last nameOh, and an empty grave[Verse 2: Upchurch]Most people in denial about the timeline of lifeThe burnin' of a flame one goes out then one goes up and strikesI stepped into the shallow water knowin' one day I'll drownTo the noise of screamin' voices and Instagram shutter soundsRight now for me it's just now, startin' to get kinda loudI'm gettin' pointed out in malls from a couple surroundin' crowdsPeople threatin' to jump me and want to show up to my houseYou're creatin' a crazy person with loaded guns in his houseAnd everyday that passes I'm becomin' more intelligent to social negligenceNo matter what the cadence is all I see is some adjectivesI'm drastically paintin' you cinematic actionMixed with words I scrambled off of every part of the alphabetHow gooder can I get I think the game is hibernatin'Or overdosed on manufactured faces and sound wavesSo won't you put me in that box and put my voice in one that's separateOne's a death box the other's gonna be a livin' statement and they know it[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]Everyone's time's gonna fade awayDust to dust and Amazing GraceOnly thing I'm leaving is my last nameOh, and an empty grave[Verse 3: Upchurch]Knock, knock. Who's there? It's the end of your careerYeah what's up you motherfucker been waitin' to see you hereI've been dyin' to meet you and that's really no pun intendedI've met every goal I wanted made the impact for my peopleAnd held them southern roots before every song that I madeAnd got invited to show up and attend the CMA'SBut my ass never went I went ghost when they called me to that stage'Cause I don't need people to clap to make me proud of my nameTo make me proud of my songs, to make me proud of my lyricsI was built out of southern spirit only found in the thicketMy bloodline the thickest, fuck all the fame and the richesThat shit all fades away but not the voice of a legend who's preachin'And that's why they call me Church, cross my heart hope to dieStick a needle in my eye, and have to do it three timesTo even almost make me blind, 'cause my third one don't even blinkSo I see you before you see yourself when you try comin' for meChurch[Chorus: Rizzi Myers & Upchurch]Everyone's time's gonna fade awayDust to dust and Amazing GraceOnly thing I'm leaving is my last nameOh, and an empty grave