For the pipe dreams of the luminous and eloquent shunned to elucidate ostentatious temperament we’ve got to draw the line to ostracise the talented from the contrived For a gentlemen, soaked to bone in gin, doing anything to leave that void he’s in while the born writers craft with pen and a page the charlatans preach behind a mic on a stage I won’t pick to pieces what I don’t understand but I know that no power nor pride makes a man forfeit conjecture, relinquish your fear stand alone in the penultimate year Fear draws near, always weighing us down to a family underground, an airloom stands proud 'cause he's not so much his fathers son more a product of his fathers battles won of the blood, sweat, tears, tried and true all these years through a bloodline ripe with musical pioneers, unsung. Unsung! I won’t pick to pieces what I don’t understand but I know that no power nor pride makes a man forfeit conjecture, relinquish your fear stand alone in the penultimate year My heart is heavy, burdened with the weight of good men and women who could’ve been great a moment in it’s radiance will change your mind and an hour will change your life Wake up take a chance, take step out your door f** the money, f** the fame know we can still change this world f** the cardinal charlatans pull on that thread until the bigotry unravels and reveals amends f** it! wake up now, ha take a step out your door wake up ha, now take a step out your door