[Intro] Yeah, uh, yeah [Verse 1: QuincyTheLame] I'm more than nice A fucken phantom or a poltergeist you decide Through the winter air, in the darkest night where I reside I'm like a spirit in the after-life I'm floating by I like the dark I think it sets apart, the color from the shade Shade will surely spark a nasty conversation but I don't...Learn More