[Verse 1: Cavalier]
Candidly, I asked the commander in chief, most high
What they had in the world in his hands for me
If pulsars is made from the same matter as me
How can they question if mine matters regarding manners of being
Sarcastically, I asked the commander in chief, one time
Why assholery, harassing me came naturally
And gunfire or any abstract way to massacre me
Placebo or panacea, I feed on the cannabis leaf
Yo they try to throw Harriet Tub on the front of a dub
Hilarious when little white girls in the club
Got one rolled to do rails, but not underground
If only she could see us now
Can't wash the blood off our hands with Flint water
But you can take the life of a man in Florida
Simply if you can stand
My internal jihad on this inferno of these blocks that we live
We in the burn unit or unify to burn a bridge
See it's not just levels, it's layers
Why the onion leave 'em in tears
Or how the other onion leave you in numbers on the tier
These be the swears
Down the halls where you could only talk with the mirrors
It's confronted in rubber rooms or when hunted in riot gears
But am I lying?
[Chorus: Georgia Anne Muldrow & Cavalier]
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
But see that suit me fine
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
Forgot my picket sign
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
My cotton-picking mind
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking mind
I guess I'm out my cotton-picking-

[Verse 2: Georgia Anne Muldrow]
How could a texture so soft and cloud like
Leave a life so bloody
Or leave a hand so soily
Reaching for it's whiteness
Many leaves have rose and fell
Back to the Earth to tell
That the sunlit mind been through hell
Been bluesin' through a spell
To this very day on
So please don't drink the bleach
That ain't the drank to drink
Recharge with the stars
That shine where you are just swab the dew
Get up out that cotton-pickin' mind
Get up out that cotton-picking mind
Get up out that cotton-picking mind
Get up out of there
Get up out of there
Free your mind and go and fight
Get up out that cotton-picking mind
[Outro]
So, can I ask you something?
Yeah
You have a woman's name tattooed on your chest, what's that about?
She's a friend of mine, we were really close, and she wrote it for me before she transitioned
I feel like it was a message or something, I don't know
Read it
After rain, crows congregate in my backyard
So, too, do creatures of light fight like us
Earth's allure become to wink and to bow
Their wingtips ease out by lightning and spirals
Hunters feed on sod and soil, leave again and leave behind feathers
Stars, building our ascension, resurrection
To view dew-dappled grass we long to graze
Only here, in ether, do we know the crows of Earth
Amy Montague
She wrote it for me