Punks jump up to get beat down There’s a 3 pound bullet in the sky I wanna squeeze the sun and make it cry In the night sky I fly like Peter Pan We all could use a helping hand And a little bit of change Step to the beat and let it rearrange your brain Your name is my name and his name too All I saw was red but then it changed to a different hue of blue The world is as you choose I chewed the noose and walked away Unfazed to fight for your right another day Hear it in the thunder, the ways to grab a lightning bolt And tell god that’s it not her fault Unhappiness is a gift One nobody bought My treasure trove turned into a troth and I got lost I forgot about depression like an ex lover But old flames get married and become mothers It’s bugged out Live from the dugout Swing and a miss Between trains I piss Switching lanes in the abyss You can’t have just one chip You get greedy It’s time we feed the needy and come up with a peace treaty Believe me I understand your plight It’s switched dice dripping with lice Open mic and you don’t know how to grip it right It’s slipping by eclipsing life Order a slice and a fountain of sprite Climb the mountain plant the flag to paradise The air you breath is lemon lime Mine is carbon dioxide I come from Mars Dressed in chocolate bars and fancy dreams Sparkle motion dancing team

Venus is it’s greenest in the summer My number one lover We gotta love each other Come together now smile on your brother And sister too Found a gun in the closet Wondering what’s the trigger do It’s bigger than you and me Truthfully My minds in a different time zone Ice cream cones and Motorola phones Brigade of bones Was all alone, longing for a soul to call my own Then you came along And it wasn’t the same old song Satan got it wrong You’re the angel in my ear I was raised on fear, but you pulled it out of me Like an alien in my tummy Sunny skies and runny yolk Scramble it Late night candle lit Roses growing out your head Swimming on the water bed I used to be ugly, broke our mirrors Now I’m shining like Goldie locks and my visions getting clearer Like Clark Kent in a phone booth Rainbow on my tongue like fruit loops Dr. Seuss day Better than finding loose change Throw a $20 out the window, find another in your jacket The babe magnet Save it for the dragnet Stepping in molasses At least it beats stepping on your glasses Reach for the sky and grab it It’s called passion Good to the last drop Harvest your cash crop That’s your money melon Honey I’m selling the kids Now take em to the bridge Watch the people come and go Just know who runs the show The love below, the war above And they only have more to shove down your spine Outta line But pining for the past never lasts Eat your American gladiators and be glad America’s just a fad America eats it’s babies Better yet the Navy Psycho ranger please save me From nicotine and gravy 
Lazy Sundays Driving up the one way Messing up my Fengshui A case of the Mondays Manic depression Satanic obsession Teaching them a lesson Mass shootings Every other day 
The route of all evil couldn’t find a better way Cutting letters out the mags 
Taking barcodes off tags Michael Jackson still bad All killer, no filler Scream mask in the Miller ad Better yet a bud light 
You only get one life If it’s done right, ain’t up to them That’s on you I’m done barking up the wrong crew Gatekeeper scum want my brain numb My name scrubbed Left in that same blood The game’s dumb so I don’t play no more Catch me walking out of the hell hole store And what we have is much more Than they’ll ever understand I don’t spike mic’s underhand The gun’ll jam Peanut butter spread above your head Right on time Step out the made up box like a mime Like sunlight I shine The simple be the dopest Love is not hopeless

My yoke is heavy I feel like an empty eggshell I hoped you get well Left you a voicemail My voice was frail as a finger nail Like reading books in jail and doing pushups I look up to the sky past my four cornered room And ponder about our doom Some say death is a blessing, well maybe I’m selfish Cos I miss Eating thin mints, watching horror flicks We got dinner, I’d pay the tip Life’s a trip down the stairway to heaven And I’m falling still Don’t know if I took the red or blue pill And which one’s better Grandpa wore sandals in the winter with a sweater My jacket was pleather, yours was mesh I cried till there was nothing left Screaming in the mirror, asking lord why My yoke wasn’t heavy, my yoke was fried It broke my mind All alone in the end I don’t want your sympathy, I want my friend Funerals are always one too many In my life, I’ve seen plenty Turned to mush, ooze on the ground Cold as ice was the sound Pound for pound Part of me is still 6 feet below I try not to think cos I don’t wanna know
Idle hands are the devils playroom I hoped you get well soon Eggshell’s in bloom Heavy yolk membrane The levee broke and I stay afloat memory lane Throwing pennies and hoping for change

All I ever wanted was a pair of Jordans and a Jansport It’s a man’s world I retort, to destroy and distort It takes a nation to capture an endless abyss And spin it into this, a truth and a myth A burning ring of fire Be sure to cut the right wire Blue or red A few bled for freedom, others’ born royalty With being a thief comes loyalty It boils me to the brink I sink into the skin as if I was ink Survivors guilt Mopping up the spilled milk Tears in my eyes Stars in the sky A sad clown’s makeup runs
Wake up hon it’s time to go to school Who’s gonna play the fool 40 acres and a stool to milk the cow It’s all happening now The king of what? The king of style Love is gonna get ya like sweat on your brow Left like an empty child The orphans of war And what we have to give is much more