My Hometown - L.A. Salami

They call me urban folk

But I’m just poor and broke

And I provoke the forms of thought more like a rapper

But my thoughts far from divine

Paint delusions in my mind

As I walk around Northern London looking dapper

I blaze a blunt of green

While the days crawl up my spleen

Existential rage I age the more I suffer

And the rainstorms come and go

With my pestilence in tow

While the days forgo the noises that they buffer

My woman said goodbye

I felt that I could die

But my debt was not done

Death could be mistaken

Cause I came home to dust

And I drink it if I must

If in the modern world

Lust is all we’re chasing

But I think that’s a lie

Because that all that that implies

Is that the eye of thought is fake

And worth erasing

And no withdrawing will be done

When this all benefits the sun

As the grays weigh in the lungs

The wars they’re raging

My job is just a con

Where did it all go wrong?

But the song is worth the silence

Of my supper

And if you ask me again

If the pain was worth the pen

I’d write the names of all my long lost lovers

And if patience is a sin

Then the devil let me in

Tuned my strings and left me in the summer

Cause godly fires being sown

As I contemplate the tone

Of the speech that leaks from Dionysis' brother

But there’s contented weather

In my hometown, my hometown

With divided pleasures

In my hometown, my hometown

It’s survived the fires

My hometown, my hometown

There’s much to admire

In my hometown, my hometown

Survived the fires

My hometown, my hometown

There’s much to admire

In my hometown, my hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown

My hometown