Identity means nothing
Lost my ghost, but I'm free from my shell
Information ubiquitous
Just a dial and call
My therapist keeps warning me that I think that "I" means us all...

Like I'm the man who runs Breitbart from my phone in the office
I'm the man who penned "i", a resident out of Compton
I'm the girls who start the trend to share their wrists on instagram
The woman with compassion washing the blood from the Motherland...

But when I was younger...

I turned my nose to von Trier when told that I couldn't enter
Instead I spent my day at home learning guitar with no mentor
I'm trying to find a woman while I have dreams of Gia Page
I love to be lazy and moan of minimum wage

Age doesn't exist to the man with electric wrists
Cinema on the telephone riding round on the transit
The woman to my right's annoying, always too much to say
She kept talking about some movie called "How was your day"

Got off
There's such a freedom to walking in the street
I wait for cars to pass at crosswalks, scorn at people I see
"Man the world's gone to shit"
At least that's how that I see it
Reading my drop down newspaper
Professional twitter critic
I hate going to the doctors because every appointment
They start by grabbing my crotch just to confirm what I wrote in
I heard some nonsense about a hawk who tried to mortar a wall
And some congressional dollars
The president couldn't sell

But an older me
was tar and feathered not by the weathered but by the youth when I said Gorsuch's works were near bulletproof
But the weathered came to attack me
Like competition at track meets
When I told them refugee faces shouldn't look so macabre

I wear my illness like honor and so I honor the illness
My depression make people jealous, I envy autism
I have casual sex because my TV said do it
So now I'm laughing through tears asking why my love life is ruined

Online, some feminist lies
I crack my fingers, disprove them
Walking back to my dorm
Pass a drunk girl while he holds her
Walking straight while she staggers
I roll my eyes
"Too much drinking, why can't we go back to the 50s and watch Family Matters"

I point my finger in anger
These kids are always complaining
What's these ghetto kids problems?
[I] Never had issues with coppers
But I felt left and excluded
No one cares for my tragedy
So I walked to a rally with a sign
"All lives matter, see?"
So call me Father John Misty
Come hit the train best not miss me
Silver glass eyes are still misty
Cancer from bongs in the 60s
Don't let the CRC hear that
Or they'll hang me by my thumbs
Never say anything PC
Or adults will think you're dumb

King Crimson, Schizoid and numb
Horror: mental illness is fun
Alienation, isolation, policy under Trump
Switching body cameras off
Fracking Earth like Toph
Global religious attacks, not criticisms, should stop

News distorted through the internet pipeline clogged down the line
And then veteran/Native American tear gassed pipeline
Silicon Valley is stagnant
Tom Sawyer fences in California
The ghost the shell, the china wall, and Marvel ignoring the global races

I like BLM not their methods
Get your head out your ass, try to cure your congestion
LGBT repealed, women unequal pay real
You wanna sit there and tell me that equality is real?
It ain't shit
When Killer Mike was dragged through the mud
It ain't shit
When Beyoncé was attacked for the car
It ain't shit
When Freddie Gray was left on the side of the road for 6 hours, no ambulance, shot dead, that ain't shit

Music connecting a message
Oppression teaching a lesson
Keep pressing, keeping them guessing
Heading and lead new direction

I'm the rapper who dared to speak out in ‘89
I'm the monk in 63 who set his body on fire
I'm the man who stole files shared them with the US
I'm the man who risked his life bringing the CIA crack scandal to the press

And yesterday
I was the kid listening to Scott Heron's Everyday
Pretending I'm the one that's really got a message to say
Instead of giving better entertainment to a nation that needs it
I sleep in my headphones and just wait till I hear it
Drinking wine and feeling fine
Drinking wine, feeling fine