i am the son
of something that will never come
i can’t just do this just for fun
it's life and limb and i'm the sum
it equals desperately
needing an ear for fallen trees
i wrap myself for sleep with leaves
sweetness, honey, the sting of bees
man-cub, product of my placement
i might not fit but you can find out what my space meant
I leave no trace when
I drink and stay in
surroundings keep on grounding when i got these wings
no need for things

when i got this air to breathe
bottle full throttle's got me certainly
but i can’t say that i don’t love these missing pieces
another beat, someone to meet, another thesis
i think i’d like to take another recess
animal free press
nominal me mess
laws of the land written by a different hand
respect the cub in me man and perhaps my be will be grand

sand trickles and my liver pickles
i'm gripping the scythe and sickle with my every nickel
and the core is hard but most would find it far too far
to put down what’s in the heart expressing something besides what type of car
man, i’m in the real world and it’s not easy
i'll kill to eat bones, to beat meat, man, to please me
nobody sees me
know i got schemes
secrets behind the themes
man, ya know what i mean?

chorus

born by normal means
abandoned baby by the stream
the pack them, yeah, they heard my screams
from different dreams, nightmare fodder
took my place
just try to look me in the face
I killed the tiger, tamed the snakes
skinned it, folks are full of fakes
no shere khan could ever ever be on my level
people couldn’t handle my mind cause it’s the devil
i learned all the laws here but i’m disheveled
jungle is harsh but it is here i have to revel

get on my level
bring yourself down to my level