ScareCrow’s my eponym Yeah Nothing ever last No That’ll be my epitaph Yeah My whole life has been about Stepping through That looking glass Asking what the hell do I see? Do I see it darkly? Do I weave reality with a certain Joie da Vivre? Do I skew that view To fit that glass shoe Or do I sing McCartney And Let it be, let it be….? Yeah I can see how words of wisdom Turn a prison to palace, Perspective is an overflowing chalice If you do it right But I keep seeing people Bringing snowballs to firefights— Giving it to’em, 3rd degree. Till they grovel on their knees Begging, pleading, for release Goddamnit it’s so depressing Aimless with no direction And obsessing over answers Forgetting bout what to question. No tribe too spurned No bridge too burned What’s the difference With indifference pit against A Reflection aficionado With bravado unearned No stone turned. Yeah you been around the world But haven’t been around that block That sit atop of your voice box. Tunnel vision like a cyclops That ain’t happening on My watch.... Listen, I could be that type of guy To take advantage of that But I’m CCC man I’m better than that. I’m so calm, cool, collected, Really introspective Gotta look at all the dots Gotta see how they’re connected. I’m a force to reckon with. Transcendent my soul directive I’m Eclectic with my words Teeter tottering between The real — and thee absurd And realizing it’s the same goddamn thang— Camus wasn’t playing When saying that life’s strange. Some came wit piggy banks Some looking for loose change. You know - Life is a why so serious game If you breathing you eventually Leaving the way you came —Yin yang— full circle. Everybody—-He-man Everybody’—— Urkle. It’s all about perspective They ain’t No perfect circles (full beat stop). Everybody got a little Donald Trump Everybody got a little Angela Merkel Only thing that matters What you choose to feed What you choose to beat Until it’s black and purple Hey- yo Gonna let the better angels Of my human nature Dictate the taste Of my nomenclature No libtards No right wing nuts- That’s the stuff That breed hate Not love Why tear it all down if we can build it up Why fight on a side Till we bite the dust No breaking bread No drinking wine That ain’t Molotov— That’s enough to piss Nice guys off. Nero, fiddle Buddha transcendental man I’ll meet you in the middle, man Yeah I be the middleman Somewhere in between That bitter and sweet Yeah That’s what I be giving you To eat now Bon appétit. Peace...

I really just gotta say You been running through my mind all day And I know it might scare you away But I gotta say, “Hey Lady Hey” Like your face, like your legs, Like the shape of your wing blades But most of all I like the way You talk to all you friends and family Full of zest and understanding So positive, you got a lot to give And I’m taking it in and a dam sieve And I’m questioning if I can’t live Without your love - Your sent What I’m sure of Is you’re enough And I’m so content Doing nothing with you’s Time well spent Like fresh mint in a mojito Just a little sip And when it hit my lips I lose all control of my libido Whoa…. yeah…that’s facts I get weak in the knees Whenever you walk past Indubitably I’m lookin’ at that ass But you do it to me, so it’s tit for tat Give and receive, got it down pat And when I’m giving it to you I say “How’s that?” Cuz I care about that you climax When we in the sack That’s love Feel so good like a ball scratch and a back rub On ecstasy but all natural Not on drugs but I’ll Carry purses satchels Stealing diamonds from Hearst Castle Do what you wish with no hassle I am guns n Roses Axel after rehab, Singing tracks with no relapse Just happy for what we have, Come on baby be baaaad with me See thaaaat envy In our ex’s eyes I got mine locked on you Keeping peepers on the prize Wanna know! Wanna know! If you feel it in your tummy Maybe little in your toes When we talk over the phone? Haven’t felt this way since I was like 11-12 years old. So ephemeral it’s hard to grab Worth its weight in gold Yo- Hey Lady Hey keep you warm when it is cold Feel like watching you grow old Knitting sweaters December For your tinder little bones Gratitude is what I'm on Can't wait to just get you home Matter fact this back seat is plenty big Let's get it on... (interlude) Man, I just went spit the dopiest verse I probably ever wrote Saddest thing is all of this Nothing but a damn joke I am single, all alone No one asking how my day was When I walk into my home Hey -- Hey Lady lady Come on Just maybe maybe We can pretend for the weekend Be each other’s devotees Yeah, fake it till we make it Till I get down on one knee And saying you complete what’s me I’m playin’ We ain’t meant to be You see I’m destined For this solitaire life Without reprieve -- No reprieve, Best believe I weave a story That I practice to deceive Myself, my health, my wealth My cell is just a hell that I created Feeling oh so isolated, You know, Where I dwelled and contemplated Self-inflicted fabricated Complications inundated my mind, So hypersensitive to Sentiments that we would ever Run into each other, you know, Right place Wrong time Wrong place Right time Goddammit at least You can’t say I’m not tryin’ I’m just barking up these trees Looking for peaches from pines... Such a glutton for the punishment Of plundering with swine Goddammit it's every time...

Beautiful Day If you know me, It’s Tragic optimism’s what I choose Five days a week But on the weekends I’m a freak. And I’ll be quick to tell you you ain’t watching news it’s the newspeak. OK I’m off of my soap box I shouldn’t just Throw rocks Regardless of glass houses I know Gosh, Yo— Sounds a little weird But I don’t care if no one vibe this I am my own tribe and I abide by a divine bliss I’m this I’m that. Encompassing Everything Fumbling Lumbering Stumbling through this life Grumbling Blundering Slumbering through the strife Pummeling Plundering Pondering what is right? And despite all that 54: You summoning the lightening and the thundering With flashes and claps Fir me to get off my ass And make a dash With my passport... I just might No seat check needed I be slipping out the kitchen When it’s getting too heated I’m about the slow simmer make it tender then I eat it in the winter when it’s cold out— All about the Contrast Sunny with the overcast I might be a vagabond Floatin' on his own raft, In the near near future. Who knows? I don’t. All I knows Waking up to roosters Never felt like da maneuver Ever since I was a zygote No prince born to coffers Grew up as the pauper Chop wood carry water No chip up on my shoulders No season ticket holders to my stress And I confess that I can dress my own wounds with the best of’em To heaven with rest of them And outta my periphery Alienation a small cost for a little bit sanity.— In time I’ve come to learn that everything is about the focus you don’t real know what broke is Till the locust come and eat you out your house and your home And nibble you down to bone Hard to put it in perspective When conversing with a person Whose pupils are in their phone, but I still try Still lying on my own sword Some habits never die Voices in my head keep me company All night, It’s all right I prefer to be knee deep in weeds of my own mind You know? Woah-- No idols, dead or livin’, got permission To be twisting my volition I am smitten with convictions Of getting rid of convictions. Freeing up the pistons So I’m banging on all cylinders Hitting that flow state With no brakes Take the cake and eat it too Isn’t that what you’re spossed to do When cake is in front of you. --hey What’s so great about restraint? I failed every marshmallow test And I ain’t even like sweets. I did it just to do it Cuz there ain’t no guarantees A couple different turns and you could End up in the streets With a couple missing teeth Looking for something to eat Oh no not me Is what you’re saying to yourself right now! Environment is indiscriminate So is desire for taking shit in it Why light a fire if that’s where you dwell? Don’t be a denizen of your own Hell Most of life is pass or fail Stop sweating small stuff And let your mind find Friendship Live sleep eat repeat Love so deep-L-Y Hate can't Even... breathe….

If you’re gonna be a bottle In the ocean Put a message in it quit loafin’ This is my message in a bottle Poor it all out, tip the nozzles Should I be living life full throttle Ehh…. I don’t really got a lot of grovel in me I’d rather follow in the footsteps of Archimedes And say Eureka! Eureka! Yeah Imma beatcha To the finish line, just kidding There ain’t no finish line And there ain’t no road map neither No, Round the corners Turn on a dime You ain’t beating nobody but yourself That’s fine Your health Not mine I can tell Nobody got a perfectly straight spine… You know what? You can look into the mirror Best competition that you ever find right here It can be your best friend Or your worst enemy And the root of all fears Some of us smile from ear to ear Some of us got miles of a cross to bear It can get a little heavy sometimes Messin’ with your posture Got a little bit too much flair on your vest Little bit, not enough, Of the air in your chest Let it all in and then decompress You don’t know about peace Till you deep in stress And then Crawl, out Oh, I Get it Now The key to life’s not lock it out But let it in Let it win Everything life So let it brim I feel so Zen When I am in An instrumental Life so simple Outside temples Pay attention What’s essential My penchant For existential Livin’ Everything’s pencil Scribblin’ Temporary Give in To the idea That we all go FIN That’s just life Ain’t no victim We all swim and then we sink That’s alright buy that ticket Take that ride What you think? What you think?

Novelty keep me vertical Habit what keep me terminal Life is a lot of things but one of them isn’t merciful If Mother Earth spoke She’d say that it’s nothing personal We flammable – we burn— This Entropy’s irreversible I cannot confirm That any of this is purposeful I know that Concern Like what if this isn’t workable I know that In turn You learnin’ You not invincible But fragile as a Sand castle - choosing blue over the red capsule. Whistling a ditty To your dirt nap Can’t wait to revert back I know you Been hurt bad Probably even thinking You deserve sadness Tragic how a caged bird Sings bout wings turned to ashes. And so it goes We live what we know… reap what we sow I suppose we wear clothes because Everyone goes with the flow. But sometimes it’s just cold So I’m curling my toes…. I’m taking my ball and I’m walking it home... ScareCrow I know the World should be enough but We descendants of star stuff, Constellations in my minds mind I’m Consulting with my inner inner pulsar Walking toward the North Star Walking up to Zoltar pesos in his pie hole Man that’s all I can afford…..- Tellin' me my life’s in tatters Tellin' me he knows cadavers With futures of higher stature Even his old lady think I’m maybe A disaster I would put it past her Or blame her I know my trajectory Can be perceived as call for laughter But hell only one bucket to kick rather be a failed artist Than a cog machine, pristine, cookie cutter prick Headstone filled with epaulets But never said a lick I was here goddamnit This music my flagship Always meant to be together Like a sowed up Cleft lip Yo - You’ll notice I don’t stutter I do this with no spit.. Practice don’t make perfect But practice make permanent

You say you want to be challenged mentally But you can’t cuz you’re mentally challenged It be clear to me that you Epiphany slow Finally getting a joke that was spoke Three hours ago, like….ohh You say that it’s not you it’s me Your life is so messy I wouldn’t believe say C’est la vie And hasta la vista We ain’t meant to be I know we just met but you see the trajectory Perfectly Assuming to you is a certainty You’re probably right Why put up a fight Let’s say our goodbyes And continue to swipe Another first date yeah I’m earning my stripes Tinders and Hitches ad Bumbles oh my! Plenty of Fish, but I’m coming up dry Why? Swipe, Swipe Left Right Swipe Swipe... Right... Why she hold me at such a high caliber? I’m not Excalibur Not here to slay any demons Up out of her Not here to play Any games or to clean up the mess That was left by her ex No janitor neither I disappear in the thin of the ether I can see clearly I know the procedure Don’t you come near with that Ebenezer Scrooge attitude Gratitude is on the menu And if you don’t approve You be gettin’ the boot And you knowing it’s true Verisimilitude We ain’t similar you Got a negative mood I can’t wait for the moment You finish your food and Conclude this date Don’t mean to be rude But I’m coming unglued Cuz of people like you as of late… Dating nowdays What I hate…. Swipe, Swipe Left Right Swipe Swipe... Right... That’s it I quit Went from throwing my hat in the ring Now I’m throwing the towel in I think Feel like an eagle without any talons Or beak, no weapons or armaments Nothing but chinks in my armor it seems The Internet’s always got smoke and mirrors And an endless supply of mirages in here I’ll be swallowing sand till I die what I fear Nothing is quite what seem to appear When I go on a date and she so cavalier I just gotta get out of this atmosphere Imma H.A.L.T. here Hungry, Angry, Lonely, Tired That's you, not me, A self-recognition technique And I’m not getting sucked Into negative energies This is the part where we part, Peace. Swipe, Swipe Left Right Swipe Swipe... Right...

Heart shaped emoji‘s What the world needs now Like a cold breeze on a wet brow Running in a field kickin Yellow brown oak leaves Feelin’ like a child If only just for awhile Stoke these Recollections and emotions Of a sinner and a saint Together spending time on those knees I submitted all the same…. Yo… Now clam down I ain’t saying they’re the SAME-- Kraft singles and goat cheese Different category but You’re still getting your protein-- Yo…. Let’s get into the nuance More chemicals than DuPont Influence how you viewing Any problems and solutions Now that you got You wish for what you do not got To come your way I wish for what I do got, To not go astray, -Hey- What can I say….. I’m livin’ like a villain When it’s opposite day... I know, an amateurish approach Juxtaposed To the pro leagues Neuroses big enough To hold Trophies At the top is so lonely Soon as I lose a million dollars I’ll be home free...