I’m back in the game,
I’m back better than before,
Better than what we once saw.
So, listen close an’ listen hard.

Ain’t nobody gonna fuss,
Cuz nobody got no love for us,
And, there ain't no peace,
there ain't no justice,
And it seem like much of a muchness
But right now, I really couldn't care much less.

Immune to the decadence, I found some meaning
Places I've been in,
Slapping the demons,
Cleansing the heathens,

Rhyme with no reason,
Son of the last season
Soon as I'm on the case,
Soon as I'm leaving

Artisan outlaw,
Long-time ******,
Like George Clooney,
Moody in the midnight,
Can’t stand the light

Steady we on some, looking to lump sum
Pull up a gumption,
Thanks for your function,
There ain't no assumption,

And, as the Holy Ghost touches my spirit
I'm spiritually uplifted,
That's what the spirit did.
I seen the trends, the fads and the phases,
The whole host of points of view,
Brought to the stages.

Now I'm the fogey,
Kicking the bogey
With nothing in between
And no place for me
Yes, I'll take to the trends and split the clichés.

For da rest o’ ma days,
As long as the job continues to pay,
So listen next time I write another track.
Cuz, I promise you that I’ll be back.