New Life

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