I felt like remnants after they sent me to jail But that feeling was fated My eyes seared hotter once More to the point I'm not washed up, Just disfigured My new lackadaisical tumor Different An unexpected battle
Which is exciting, If only I spun music to crowds If only I used my edge to really touch human culture But now it's rusting slowly So sharpen this tool And I do it daily.
I felt like remnants after jail My body aches, and youth has sailed I want
And then i wanted to say how I feel like maybe I should have gone to jail, but a part of me gets really, really angry at that idea and accepting that, because I have actually been quite mistreated by the system, but i was acting out, and it did force me to change. I don't know.