I beg my mind, Tears you cry. I'm not cosy in my own skin my whole skin is covered in scribbles like an old moleskin My old kin get tossed in the alley like an old bowl pin your soul twin she put a saddle on you like the horse that I rode in Who's voting for these narcissistic leaders we vote in they promise us the stars while the ballot is open I need to build a brand new mechanism for coping The old one is sailing through the planets I hope it find peace when it lands But I hope you find peace I hope your friends eat I hope that they feast I hope that you can avoid jail time and that your canine lives to the age of 99 I was in the back of the four courts just watching my life go off course I've seen both sides of the law like ice t I used to hang out getting pissed on the porch with the boys like mike c The dress code was strictly dark thrones and black flags like mike v scrapping dogs with our backs to the wall like mike v I've been mapping how to go with the flow like tai chi This is me just painting pictures with prose a haikai Welcome to the 25th hour with spike lee Are we living in the last of the system we might be the final days of capitalism look likely Prophetic visions nightmares and dreams come nightly I might see you on the other side baby come find me