Terrance Hayes - Shakur lyrics

I'm coming at you live from the half way out Where the winter morning stretches out Like a white sheet over lovers the infinite Has fetched. The still & bone-blue white Couple found parked, frozen on the highway, I'm thinking of them & the drug that made Them think they were warm enough to chill Because I know staying alive requires pills And a wicked streak. I'd need a head cocooned In ba**, I'd need to be locked in a womb To hear your dopey two note melody, your song Pimped by wreckage, your light longing For lightness. I'd have to be as quiet As the youths whose youth made them stupid And lovely. They are God's n***as now like you. I'm thinking of the stall of intoxicated cool That stalled you before it stalled them. I know Men who want to die this way, smoke like snow Tattooing their bodies with narcotic holiness, The glaze of status, the faux lacquer of bliss. I'm coming at you live frostbitten & thinking Language is for losers. Who cannot think Our elegies are endless endlessly & the words We put to them too often unheard & hurried? I'm coming at you live from the intangible. Do you want to ride, or die crowded into a small Space spitting Come with me? One day my song Will be called “Language Is for Lovers.” One Day desire will not be a form of wickedness. And when you offer your drug, O Ghost, I'll resist.