a voice mail message from the "IRS" and some instrumental tracks I'd been messing around with for awhile.

I am a butterfly but not a monarch I’m meat sliced thin and looking stark On the granite, part of a meal unfinished Swept off the counter and Into the garbage I’m sorry, that was dark I’m just a victim of pathetic fallacy I’m partial…

When I was young I tiptoed the garden And then I salted all that I could see The summer sun it seemed a yoke upon me But no so much for the open-hearted leaves August came around while I was sleeping September grasses bent under my feet…

We go dey alright is an afro beat song to encourage all hustlers.. enjoy

Sometimes you feel left out and it wasn't meant that way. So I wrote this.

Well, trying to be at least a little bit reggae-like. Came out okay..... I hope.

Was feeling a little down and came up with this.

Needed one more song for my RPM challenge goal of 5 songs. Had writers block and figured I'd futz around and try this .