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