[Verse 1: Raceless]
Knotted fireplace my meeting ways are surreal
Girls expecting wine I give them pieces of orange peels
Painted pictures of images
Sculptures of little ones
Innocence within but mirrors show wrinkles my real sons
If I wear garage bags mixed with suits that's my style
Avant-garde music with a Big Daddy Kane smile
Love has no meaning but my cards are on the table
Dark side like a hyena but that's the end of that bloody fable!
Fishes in deep water
Squids feel like a hallucinogen
Friends are getting burnt
Lets go back to the grill again
[Verse 2: August 2]
Met this girl after the Kool Keith show at the street corner with deros
She was sitting on a box between two city blocks
Introduced myself with wooden stage props
Taxi-cab back to the crib
You can only imagine what we did!
Sex on Fridays was the theme
Text messages to set the scene
Her favourite fetish was pulling hair
I spanked her backside as she just lay there
Three lashings from the pussy whip
Looking for love but on lust I tripped!
I meant nothing to her at all
To Rose Daryl was a booty-call
Ladies can be players too
Some are decent but others will hurt you
Now everyone knows
I've exposed Rose
This Irani-Chinese Filipino
[Verse 2: Vulk Makedonski]
Related to pain
Not the same in the game of love
Issued issues
Cameras in the attic snapping pictures of secrets
Rough leaflets
Stained with tears
Raining fear
Heart beat umbrella love
Start sweet telling us
And soon telling you
Stinging me out of this world sensation
Convert to conversation
Settled in your head prolong
So long love song in my head
Open passage
Disbelief havoc
He's the thief
Ravage
Married to confusion
Ignoring invisible guides
Instead guided by illusion
Misinformation
Blame me
Shame me
Tame me
And then claim me
Misinformation
Missing my station and my love frequency
The freak in me
