This track was written and recorded December 23rd 2015 while I was stuck home with a broken ankle. The heavy news at the time was unarmed black men getting killed by police all over the country; most of the time the cops were not getting arrested for their actions of murder...this was my response, and things haven't changed much.

Champagne pops

To kill the pain like cops slaying another black teen

STOP

unnamed

unarmed

keep’em in chains, hoodies and barbed wire fences

lock’em in a yard like a dog that’s reckless

protect us not by fear and force

We here have lost our hopes in high courts

our justice has faults

they’re playing like sports

fussing and fighting

knighted for lost bodies

if it’s night, toss the body in the ditch

and unload a clip in the kid for giving lip like he did

He spoke up to the limp dick bitch with a badge

How can we fight a battle that’s matched unfair?

dispatched

send more units like flair

they fire them up

hired, tenured, retired

for what?

who are they serving when they’re programmed like servents to focus their purpose on numbers to hurt us?

quota counting, donut eating, soda drinking hounds

round’em up, the innocent victims, throw’em in the pound

they get paid by weight

scale’em, skin’em

‘they've been failing from the beginning, it’s their fate’

so they wail’em and kick’em

they’ve been ailing from the sickness and they can’t escape

this viscous cycle is vital to life

the squad has their rifles and they’re ready to shoot tonight

loot your life

loot for life

i got no loot

i got no life

we need roots like Toby’s trife

it’s trite it’s like “It’s normal, right?”

it’s regular news, it’s just everyday life

From ISIS to Ice Kids

PD to Vice Grips

Mike Tyson can’t fight this violence from night Crips

Blood drips down a telephone pole

Not even ET can make his call home

stop the violence

stop the greed

they’re both a by-product from watching capitalist TV

factual viewings of refugees left by society

grant Immunity, Amnesty, freedom from tyranny

tiredly I ironically am tired of fighting too

but lately I’ve noticed that it frightens you

get off your fucking couch and demand back your liberties

unite together, Black, White, Syrian, Mexican, Any oppressed alien

of any thespian ally

All of US

make a statement that 99% is done with this shit

stop killing us with blood money you dumb prick

cuz this private dick will slip into slit and bust some shit

I’m a fucking gumshoe stuck on my heels

but your hands up, cuz im gunning for real

Buca Buca boo buca, bu buca buca blah

If ultimate peace is the answer?

why do we listen to bullying banter

even schools are eliminating antlers

we should be hopeful for no postal disasters

you cannot achieve peace with war as the answer

animosity will brew under nervous laughter

cuz they’re plotting revenge to avenge ancestors

they’re invested

we're conflicted

ive protested, and i’ve shifted

I’ve been lifted, i’ve been level, i’ve been balanced and i’ve been disheveled

the devil tests our treble with our actions

how we act in trouble with our tactics

if we’re attacking or practical

acting logical with coherent thoughts is rational

passionate proletariat

they capture white flags from territories

terror and gory

im better with glory

an inventor of underdog stories

30 plus years with a hustle

historians ruffle through pages like “His story is outrageous, right?”

courageous

i’ve jumped through flames and made it

i’ve played the game and changed it

chained and been in cages

change is in the wages

trains have been raided

i’ve reigned as a sovereign tasteless ruler

but ive seen the light in being selfless is cooler

ive worn many masks

ive done many tasks

and if had many people ask “Why I Roam?”

I want a universal home from Key West to New York to Miami to Rome

Texas, Vegas, Barcelona, Madrid

We’ve finally made it like cajuns and pagans

slayed many demons

accept the peace kid

respect to each kid