Yo, change the fuckin'
channel
I burn a coma candle
When the flame fades,
consider my flatline a soldier's sample
We them cats talkin' noise behind
that New York trash heap
Where the stench of commuter briefcase
replaces a bad sleep
And it's (what) worker zig- zagers versus
piggy badge flashers
Training generation fallout
Waterfall bricklayer
pincushion crawl out
There's smoke in my iris
But I painted a sunny day on
the insides of my eyelids
So I'm ready now (what you
ready for?)
I'm ready for life in this city
And my wings have grown almost
enough to lift me
I'm a dinosaur with Jones
Beach in my hourglass
Passing the time with serial killer coloring
books and bags of marbles
Don't tell me you ain't the droidthat held
the match to the charcoals
Don't tell me Lucifer and God
don't carpool
This is our school
I'm not trying to graduate life
at the personalized bar stool
Head in a jar with a desk,
feet dangling in a shark pool
(Man please)man please
My name stands for my being
And my being stands for the
woman who stood
And braved the storm could
raise the seedling
Brother, sun, sister, moon,
mother beautiful
Yeah, middle sibling suitable but
far from son of excellence
Back in the long time ago,
I was to way the wishes wish
But missers miss,
I slept through my appointment (man)
Saw the liquid dreams of a thousand
babies solidify
And picked the rose, it wilted
The second I introduced
myself as nervous
Well it appears the scars of
learning have spoken
Some are burning, some are frozen
Some deserve tall tales,
some wrote them
Some are just a brutal repercus
sions of devotion
Mine are all of the above,
'cause everything leads to erosion
Now where I live there's
a homeless man
He sits upon a crate (yeah)
He makes a rusty trumpet sound like
the music that angels make
Now if you ever come and visit me,
I suggest you watch the show
Tell him Aesop Rock sent ya just to hear his horn blow like
And I ain't getting any younger
My knuckles wear their bruises well
I've yet to lose that hunger (oh)
But only time can tell
Prodigal son with a prodigal wish
to sew that prodigal stitch
And crucify bigot voodoo doll
on two popsicle sticks
See your name is ambiguity
My name is something
hands can't hold
But hearts part oceanscapes just
to watch the starlet unfold
It's like sketching a circle in the
dirt with a pointed stick
Knowing the wind'll kill it some day,
still it calls my burning wits for now
And if I plow the fields,
that don't guarantee plentiful harvest
But starving artists die,
I set my alarm for five o'clock
Idols block survival crops the cycle stops
for nothing (what)
The bible's carp revivalist
winos flock by the hundreds
To the opening,
scarlet carpets greeting their duel (oh)
Leading the stubborn mule
to cruel rug burn
But y'all numb from gut fuel
I administer eclipse,
there ain't no motor like a martyr- made motor
'Cause a martyr- made motor
don't quit (quit)
I am an epiphany,
I am webbed foot mammal
Channel surfing my way to the top
Tugboat in a bottle
With no holes poked in the nozzle
I fed 'em bedlam diluted in limelight
Till that rookie boogie graduated
hostile (hostile)
And the vehicle is grandeur and it
veered over the medium
The second my halo ran
outta helium
Demoted to thorn crown,
damn talk about numbskull
I was born bound to a sten
cil called symmetry
But my energy's a rental
So I take this now to say
Thank you, senorita behold
ing a flame to a lost wick
Thank you James Anthony for
the Band- Aids on my ego
Y'all are family for life
I'll take that bullet to preserve you
I wannna be something spectacular
On the day the sun runs outta batteries
Attach my fashion to the
casualties of anarchy
Save my nickels up to buy that home
less man a brand new horn
Then sit up on his crate as
I witness the beauty born like this