crash landing

feeling like a man who can't escape

standin' on the planet of the apes

found me as a phantom with the cape

at a bus stop bench with the can of pain

started out a brave white falcon

quite something

you could hear the angels singing and the gold trumpets

some how lost my way

no compass

now i'm older lonely and no comfort

bodies on the piece but he won't dump it

so complex making up my own contests

dime and destiny has not been sculpted

so i'm standin' in the mirror and i'm staring at the culprit

younger me lookin' at a sold out bathing ape

reason i ain't dead

cause my tongue is like a razor blade

voices in my head

laughing at my ugly ways

eyes teared up as i hear em sing amazing grace

all i want to do is write rhymes and watch movies

keep my doors locked and these lines fly through me

when the rent ain't payed apartments seem roomy

and my heart like my art come back dark and gloomy

you don't wanna feel the terror in mad's shoes

everyone that called become the bearer of bad news

used to walk around like son you can't touch us"