Last Man

When we feel like...we don't need nobody, think about everybody
Or if you was the only somebody

This morning, I woke up out of a coma, G
Noticing something wrong about the familiar zone known to be home to me
No one was around, I seem prone to be
The silence that was roaming over me like an omen was spread globally
Was unknowingly thrown in the lonely sea
The phone I own no longer possessed the dial tone, it’s gone totally
No need for compromise or diplomacy
‘Cause at that moment THE reality became shown that it was only me
Time clock erasing, I’m stressed by this observation
Depressed wondering where was the rest of the population
Loss of sanity becomes a debatable connotation
With nobody at all available for conversation
I'm chasing the explanation. Where's my daddy? Where's my mom?
Did the entire planet succumb to a nuclear bomb?
Leaving everyone who ever stood on the terrain slain?
And if the end actually came, how was I able to remain?


How much longer can I manage
Being the last man on the planet?
I don't think that I can stand it
Being the last person on the planet

How much longer can I manage
Being the last man on the planet?
I don't think that I can stand it
Being the last person on the planet

The seconds become minutes and hours
No intelligent lifeforms around, so now I'm speaking to the flowers
While tryna keep my thinking imperial
Even reading is impossible without any literary material
I feed on what the planet provides me
From being internally satisfied; ties of solitude deprive me
Without knowledge to guide me, I'd be
Probably suicidal from the silence and loneliness that's inside me
Five days passed without the slightest of changes
Condition: the same, as I wander around aimless
Hanging by a thread is my saneness, try not to let go
I scream but the response I receive is my own echo (echo, echo, echo)
Now it's two weeks and because of it
I start to miss the voices of people I used to argue with
I'm on the precipice, please somebody make a sound
While in a pool of tears I drown, I pound the ground, I'm braking down

How much longer can I manage
Being the last man on the planet?
I don't think that I can stand it
Being the last person on the planet

How much longer can I manage
Being the last man on the planet?
I don't think that I can stand it
Being the last person on the planet

Psychological misdirection triggered by disaffection
The effects of missing that universal human connection
Diminished family recollection
I resurrect their memories through mimicry, mastering voice inflections
As the days pass my mental impediments amass
Being the last made me aware of the irrelevance of cash
And mass technology, internet, phone, TV dependence
All that mattered now was me knowing I'll never have descendants
'Cause me living as a singular entity without women presented me
With my own reproduction impossibility
I might just take myself out willingly, 'cause that would be more fulfilling
Than dying from this loneliness that's killing me
Hallucinations, anger, no animals or strangers
After one month of the same nothing, I came through with a chamber
Wearing a life simulation helmet, it was just an experiment
To see if man could live alone and I failed it

How much longer can I manage
Being the last man on the planet?
I don't think that I can stand it
Being the last person on the planet

How much longer can I manage
Being the last man on the planet?
I don't think that I can stand it
Being the last person on the planet

Crimes of the Heart (Love)

I turned 21 in prison locked up at night

Now I walk around free seems like another life
Another roll with some other dice
Another ho or a loving wife
People come and go some really you never know
Intellectual midgets that really never grow
Fake love that holds on like"can I hold you though?"
And old friends will look at you like "yo, yea I told you so"
A toast to the broken hearted
Who never finished what they fuckin started
People who go out and try to be a rebel at night
Try to make up for the fact that they settled in life
It's like a fight between the devil & Christ over the limelight
Spiritual celebrity poker
But the whole deck is full of jokers
And every year that you get older
The stakes get higher
Gambling with a bunch of fakes and liars
Real talk 'cause the real World 

Is the pain and the suffering of lost love
Staring off into the distance in the midst of the club
Depression and emptiness that lead to suicide
And the struggle inside of yourself that keeps you alive
Survived and medicated stalked by sobriety
The life that you live now tortured by memories violently
I pray inside of me that one day you could be forgiven
For murdering the beautiful world we used to live in

Love...doesn't need a complicated metaphor
And sometimes nothing needs to be said at all
Sometimes a person you with is not your one and only
And you just fuck with them because you afraid to be lonely
And when you come back its too late
So you overcompensate
Like victims of rape
Full of self hate
Lost in the affection to strangers around you
Instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck about you
Thought you were happy so you didn't come check me
But then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly
You conveniently realized you could never forget me
And tried to crawl back in my life unexpectedly
These are my indictments
Of those who claim to be righteous
And leave a trail of broken hearts on their way to enlightment
But I cant give into hatred or pass judgment
Even towards every illusion I've been in love with
'cause the heart that betrays itself willingly
Is like a nation that trades freedom for stability
Its so seductive to be cold and corrupted and isolated and try to be an independent republic
But liberty to be loved on the surface is worthless
The sacrifice of revolution with no purpose
Take it from a criminal searching for his redemption
Cursing at God desperately trying to get his attention

I'll See Youuuuu

If you're locked up in yourself, or ever been, this is my sentiment
I care about you, no matter if you're guilty or you innocent
I'll keep on writing and make you understand, randomly
2 months or 16 years, we still one to be
The man in me won't let me sell you out and go phony
In times like this is when you discover your real homies
Partners that I had better checked on could be still wit' me
Seems like the world forgot you, feeling real lonely
It ain't easy for you baby, I know that you hating this
By the way, I scarred my name into your brain, and I'm sorry for it
Sometimes I'll come through to say holla, and chop it down with ya
I ain't be going out too much, but I'ma send you some pictures
Yeah, it seems bad right now but continue this road
'Cause we gon' tear the city up the second that you reborn
People still pushing you back, you'd want to beat 'em
Don't worry, honestly you're not missing nothing, just protection, love and freedom

I'll see you when you make it back
See you when you make it back
I'm hoping that you know where the love is at
I'm hoping that you knowing where the love is at, homie.
I guess I'll see you when you make it home
See you when you make it home
Until that day try to hold on.
Keep ya head up, mayne, we ain't forgot about you.

You got a good family and friends who love you
One day I thought every girl I saw was you
I'm just playing, but on the cool, homie, at least to me, time flew
But I guess I can't judge it from your view
When did you talk to me last? Why do you keep your heart sealed?
I'll keep it straight, real, no matter the deal
The truth that you gotta get yourself together
And don't expect to wait forever
I'll be happy if someone treats you good and you trust him
Know that if he'd ever go left, I could touch him
I know that you finding hard to read this, but be patient
Understand that life's a game, play by your situation
Use your time wisely, emotions can be misleading
You blindly let 'em feed spiritually your soul, without really needing
That's a humanly mistake, they got you flashed in the moment.
Be strong, they can only incarcerate your heart if you let 'em

I'll see you when you make it back
See you when you make it back
I'm hoping that you know where the love is at
I'm hoping that you knowing where the love is at, homie.
I guess I'll see you when you make it home
See you when you make it home
Until that day try to hold on.
Keep ya head up, mayne, we ain't forgot about you.

We can't forget about the people in jail, we got you
Those with kids who did what they felt necessary to do
It ain't my place to speculate, throw stones and judge
Whatever it was we know you did it outta love
And those who broke multiple laws...
Nobody talks about the number of minority women behind bars
What happened ain't nothing of your business, mind yours
Everybody wants a stereotype and finds flaws
But never let 'em say you're not a queen
I know she's looking rough now, but she's gonna shut it down, once she hits the scene
Through all the hurtin' I still believe her
I gave her classes, I know she wants something better for her life
And I know that she gon' get it, 'cause she learns from her past
Tired to talk to the people and those she loves through a glass
But even if I won't see you anymore
Beside your family and God you've always got somebody else to call home
Feel it !

I'll see you when you make it back
See you when you make it back
I'm hoping that you know where the love is at
I'm hoping that you knowing where the love is at, homie.
I guess I'll see you when you make it home
See you when you make it home
Until that day try to hold on.
Keep ya head up, mayne, we ain't forgot about you.

They say home is where you feel comfortable.
They say home is where you feel loved.
They say home is where you'd like to live.
They say home is where you're understood.
For me home is where someone thinks about you.