You’re a fat fuck If you have a son, probably a fat son Everyone you know is fat, son I know the deal As a kid you were lean But became a fat adult And adults don’t fat shame a fat adult Bad result ‘cause now the job falls on me You’re…

Go on, get outta here.

Sent off with a Hero's fanfare, to a certain fate they were not told about.

Back from the war, the wait is over. Now on to bigger and brighter things.

Monotone rappers Clone rappers Wanting dough rappers Saying nothing of importance rappers Go home rappers and reinvent the wheel rappers Or sit on the crapper rappers To get the crap out you rappers The beats are fine But you don’t speak…

[Part 1] Big blunts and forties New Lambo off the lot, can’t afford it Bust the head of a sucka For speaking out of order Liquor on the curb For my homies not here Gotta get my bread up like yeast I ain’t talkin’ bread crumbs Fold my…

An American Folk song of uncertain origin, dating to the 19th century. A short rendition of a version that tells the story of trader who fell in love with the daughter of the Oneida Iroquois chief Shenandoah (1710-1816) who lived in the central…

A song influenced by my recent visit to San Francisco and seeing the redwoods for the first time WHERE THE TREES GROW INTO GIANTS I had to travel thousand’s of miles to find it That goldmine up there in them there hills Where the rivers…

[Verse 1] Most people spend all their time with their own kind And that makes them weak, soft in the behind Spend a whole week with the other guys Learn something, or don’t and you’re nothing, nowhere found Some think they’re helping but…

This is basically stock music ~ ✮

Goin' out east, we don’t have much fun Haven’t got much faith, and I never want some Goin' out east I’m gonna drive my car Like I got someplace to be, gotta get real far Sunrise to sundown Breaks over, shuteye I’ll keep the lights on…

I’m not the bigger person I’m not the wise old sage I just want to dig my trenches And leave at end of days I’m not your dictionary I’m no Rosetta Stone I’m not your post to lean on It’s true you’re on your own Not gonna wait around…

Let’s get closer, complicated Burn the sunlight, watch it fading While we’re dancing to the radio In my memory I can smell you Cloves and daisies, in your bedroom Lauren Hill is on the stereo With time and space, nothing to hold but…

On any other day than this I might recall, the words to make you feel better and spin the waves of the record known by heart I’ve tried to fool myself to sleep so many nights I fear I may never wake up A moonlight trance I drank the drink…