I used to make art

Now I make bills on time

I used to think I was smart

Then I got wise

I used to think that life

Was all just a game

I used to

I really used to

But somewhere I changed

Like a chameleon on the move

Became depressed

Alone

Vulnerable from all the abuse

I guess it made me stronger

Like a diamond erupting from the core

Somewhere

Somehow

There’s gotta be more in store

I used to be an artist

But then again art is just destiny

Back at square one

Instead of Madison Square Garden I have become

I feel different today though

Like a captain on changing winds

Full Sails a head

And a glass full of gin

I guess all I needed to do

Was get in touch with Wisconsin

Ruby Reds never looked so good

As when they’re under your home roof

You feel like life

Has just turned the page from wrong

To right

I used to shred solos

But hey I can still rock a rhythm

All I need to do now

is start flying high again

Over the mountain

With no more tears

Because all these years

Have ripped me of my fears

Replaced by Ideas

And the prospect of a Happy New Year’s

I used to make art

But I guess you could say I still do

It’s just one not often thought about

Or played in front of sold out crowds

Although if you ask me

Madison Square Garden

Could use a nice old fashioned Poetry Slam

With all the Glitz and Glam

Of my friends and fam

Y’all underestimate them

But they’re some of the best wherever they land

Fly like a G6 named Abracadabra

Real on the streets like Pa-Rappa-Da-Rappa

Some will say why you writing a poem instead of playing guitar?

I’ll smile and say

I’m just waiting for the right bar

To let me

Buy a few drinks

So I can say hey it’s cool to let a drunk guy sing

So if you excuse me I’ll now begin

Skittyitty bopbop a do whippity saucitty hey girl how do ya do?

Well i like chocolate and I like rain

I like a crooners voice when I’m high on cocaine

Maybe mushrooms would be a little fun

I hear Wisconsin practically has a monopoly on em

We’re just some cheese farmers

Milking our cows

Yeah right motherfuckers

We’re outchea tripping balls

Like Giannis on the handle

I’m @quasiforge

Now Imma bounce

Transition the Court