It’s a new life
My return to freedom
I’ll own what’s mine and some
I will excel

We so big we trampling mansions
Crush town street like stay puffed my grandson
GATSBY GREAT AND
JUST BE PATIENT
Leave this room like my spirits adjacent
I’m leaving here with everything that’s left
They want me to stay until everything is left and
I’m the chef and
F*cks with death and
I’m the wild card just show me the exit
Prayers from a priest that calls me defeated
Regards from men that deem me deleted
I‘ll fight the fight that holds the light still
I’ll stop the lights and make the flight real
Exodus
What’s
left of us
I’ll
get the right to go check the box left and
Catch the bus and
Call me Gus and
Drop the key Lee
Just Catch my dust and

It’s a new life
My return to freedom
I’ll own what’s mine and some
I will excel