8. the warning

my greatest blessing

is life

and my biggest curse

is life,

got this trauma

from my strife,

that’s why my head’s

in the clouds,

but when i come down,

i’m exposing these clowns,

i got a bone to pick

and i’m cleaning it dry,

kicked and i’m tired,

but i’m back up again,

pick up the pen,

got a warning to send.

spent all my time

running like i’m munson,

but this is my year,

i was your puppet

for too long,

and now i’m the master,

done conforming

to what you want

out of me,

because Lord knows

you won’t recover

if you lower your voice

enough to hear my side,

better keep your head

on the swivel

and the ears up high,

‘cause the alpha dog

will get snipped

if he doesn’t reign

his ego in.

i’ve been spending

my life in a fight,

the industry keeps trying

to dim my light,

scared of the power

of what i write,

editors wanna take

food from my plate,

they tried to give me

the short end

of the stick,

i sharpened that shit,

now it’s the tool

that i’ll use to win,

fuck the establishment,

you and the fucking

horse that rode in,

keep running,

that karma

will come heavy

in the end.

strap in.