I got problems, issues
Mailed out/backlogged
Nailed down/stood up
Bailed out still made lunch
Caught up, late or overdue
Gave a fuck never saw it grow up
Hate I hate so much but love
Looks like hieroglyphic blues
Sailed out young, failed out
Every school that wasn't Hard Knock
Pirate in me still only plundered truth
Fire in me let every bridge have it too
I got cosmic problems, issues
I got caustic blood from cancerous glue
Used to hold me together
Every stitch, for every single feather
Plucked from my young and clueless
Ducked death a time or three
That's why life still beckons me
Scared my depression into lighter blues
Instead of darkness out to consume
Came out the scary version of a good dude
Now I got my comics/issues