Gone

[Verse 1]
The subject's we toast. We bow to a host of problems
And I'm bent, but I vow to solve them
Somehow we will bend - build with clear conscience
No burned bridges. We soothe with clear logic
Think about non-sense; no thanks
I'm on that low brow bougey shit with a big drink
And its topped off. Mix it with the hot sauce
Fuel to the fire inhibitions get chopped off
No knock offs. We all original
Even though we pirates to the tyrants of the digital
Hugging all the bootleggers
Salute truth sayers
We make they points moot, without mutating
Superheroes with a penchant for the idiom
Until we kick the bucket, we be fucking with the pretty ones
But you know we got love for the dodos too
They're kinda pissed but they know I'm cute
So...

[Hook]
We gone. Yeah you know we're gone
Cause we ain't stickin' round for this goddamn jawn
I ain't sign up for nothing this damn dumb
Keep your fucking newsletter. Give it to another bum

[Verse 2]
And I know what they're gonna say:
"Here today, and tomorrow he'll be on his way
Ride-out, like he never even planned to stay."
No chance, motherfucker. I am cocked and aimed
And on target. Looking for a bargain
We going for the win cause the past was a hardship
Scuse me, scuse me. No more pardons
Everybody's sentence is death so stop charging
"Live Free or Die Hard", Bruce Willis said
Sounds good so I'm headed to the Lilith Fair
I'm going in just to kick it with my women folk
And hopefully I'm coming out with the women vote
That's a true story, no politics
I need your help cause my music ain't polished yet
And probably never will be but that's a good thing
I'll spitshine till my amber lamps are glistening