I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
Set up on the hill to be crucified
Never lose my cool that’s suicide
Wrecked death trap less wack better do or die
Never lose your neck expect to lose your life
Stay alert lay in dirt don’t panic
Got to get out I know magic
Fantastic feel my body start to change
Feel my brain get lifted shifted I’m deranged
I feel them fangs protrude in my mouth
I feel the hunger like a snake for a mouse
My skin is thin parts feeling scaly
Need to get free scary I’m bailing
I’m not failing need to leave this planet
I’ll be sailing I believe in magic
I break my chains with superhuman strength
Hybrid iguana I’m losing my way
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
Killer instinct insisting to kill
Whatever it takes to not die on this hill
I pounced on iguanas straight for the jugular
Sound of nirvana freedom for the motherland
Smothered and rather be dead and free
Than stuck on this planet don’t tread on me
I devoured their souls with devastating rage
My powers ascended I levitate away
Astral projection growing with haste
Long to go home start floating through space
I need to get back so I race home
A beacon of light I’m a space ghost
I know I must face my inner demons
Can’t find my way back cinders I breathe in
Lost in space a crude wormhole
Story of purgatory new normal
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
The Philadelphia rapper turns the children's music formula on its head with old-school beats and sharp life lessons. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 13, 2023