The Fly Life

Gangster by nature, undercover crack head

Away from the highways and byways

More like the alleyways to the gutter

To the streets of Calcutta

Nicknamed city of joy

You could only imagine what moves through these ports, boy

Oldest in operation, perpetuate desperation

For another hit, anything to get me through the day

When I don’t have to face the desert rain

That never falls to bless me it stings my heart

But the rest is blessed to be getting the rain the falls from the Serengeti.

But I will avoid everything because I know my heartstrings are knotted and frayed

Because it was my family I most betrayed.

II
Tap into your memory

Look into my eyes and remember me.

Not as who I was but who I am today.

Make sure you draw each line in ink

Because I promise I will never change.

Back to that one who drove a wedge between him and the ones he loved.

I’m in this for the long run, like a marathon athlete.

That trains in the mountains where the air is thin,

But when I come to sea level

I won’t fall into the sea and never be able to breathe again.

I’ll swim with the sharks

Deal poor fortunes for the parasitic wildlife

That feed off of them.