[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