Sun colored Jordan’s
soak in the calamity it’s gorgeous
ripping wax, pass the torches
been rhyming since Nas
snuck an Uzi on the island and Wu Tang
was signing five percenter science
formed an alliance with gazelles
sitting amongst the lions
darkness sleeps when the sunrises
God smiles down on the horizon
even if my demons aren’t silenced
grew up to escape the murder rate
this is my Purple Tape
bought with funds off the service plate
scratch the serial
bullets move past your head
catch the burial live in stereo
here we go, another walking miracle
my march is imperial, Darth Vader
fuck your saviors
can’t wait to meet my maker
I’m tired and feeling uninspired
until it’s time for the last dance in hell’s fire
My thoughts have no home, here we go
finding my soul, oh no
My thoughts have no home, here we go
I’m dying too slow, oh no
Haunted pianos pen vaunted preambles
shattered dreams left in unseen shadows
life is prefix for death
I don’t want to die
but I can’t wait for my last breath
disconnect my souls stem
from the doldrums of every day life
bleed from the slice of Americana
dull screams in my head with marijuana
party with demons insecurities conjured
insanity slows enough to ponder
wander the land like a hopeless ronin
open up my heart to God
oh god, not God
me and him are always at odds
my faith is a ticking time bomb
my life is a complex sign on
with plenty of hills to die on
drowning in a world full of icons
sign off the scions who fight for
war, pain, cash, drugs
last one to die, turn off the light
and cancel this plight