The nothing is wrong blues

Someday, if things go well, I’m going to write the nothing is wrong blues
Long after a certain drama queen we all know will have stopped dominating the news.

I just won't know how to negotiate these days that are so long.
It’s not easy singing the blues when there’s nothing wrong.

When the soul troller came to town, we really got to know our neighbors more.
Now, though, they're back the way they were, which is actually kind of a bore.

Life was interesting when that man put on his apprentice show.
Why he could do anything; there was nothing he did not know.

He was the epitome of perfection; he was the end,
so fantastically great that we'd never need vote again,

who was going to take care of all decisions automatically
and forget all that nonsense about rank democracy.

His was a vision of Aryan Supremacy and a divine autocracy
to replace 250 years of  constitutional republican democracy.

And there we were about to sign on the dotted line.
And then we had an epiphany some said was fine.

For all the shortcomings of democracy, there is one nice feature.
You can always say no thank you, next please, to the creature

who would con us with his gimmicks that sort of resemble gold
but is really a bag of tricks played upon fools young and old.

And so here I am again singing the nothing is wrong blues
which will last a long time or until I go look at the news.

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Hidden Light

Look here, brother.

I'm not trying to jive you with any sort of cosmic debris,
'cause I have no clue  either, you see.

Please don't be so hard on stupidity.
I suspect the best that humanity

can achieve is a strategy
in which we are aware of and minimize mine and yours, stupidity,

while grasping there's no finality
but rather on ongoing effort that we

endeavor within a strategy
to minimize our stupidity.

Our stupidity,
oh yah, is alive in you and in me, our stupidity.

Now I rather suspect the very best that the very best that humanity
can achieve is a strategy

to be aware of and therefore minimize stupidity
In you and me. Oh yeah, in you and me.


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What it's like (feat. Kilos)

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The Third Mixtape by Rapper Drew James. Welcome to the Darkest Corners of my Mind.

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Lyrics

It started all innocent...
Well — not quite.
A sly biff on the lip from a nurse who didn’t like the light.
She smiled when she struck — then years later, she was gone.
They said “gross misconduct.”
I just call it karma in uniform.

White walls, blue scrubs, dead eyes behind the masks.
Ask for truth, they reach for straps.
Say no to meds — watch the room collapse.
Face down on the bed, seven hands, one jab.
Freedom? Just a word they use for laughs.

I spoke for a soul being man handled by a health care assistant,
Said, “Let him breathe!” — they called me the cause.
He ran, shouting, “I’ll get you sectioned!” — applause.
Envelope on my bed — no hearing, no law.

Another time, I asked to leave —
Freedom denied, body seized.
Seven-man team, tactical tease,
Laughing like demons in pressed fatigues.
My heart still bleeds where your duty deceived.

What was the joke, guys?
When you pinned me to the floor?
Seven laughs, one needle,
And I’m not laughing anymore.
You call it care — I call it war.
Between a soul and the system that swore
To heal, not score.

Sedated silence.
Sterile violence.
Every time I rise, you write defiance.
But my words outlive your science.

You can break the body, not the song.
You can sign the paper, not the soul.
Every scar’s a lyric — every scream, a drum.
And when the world hears what you’ve done…
We’ll see who’s laughing.

Comply & STFU (RIP my friend Dylan Kinsella)

I’m trying be as versatile as I can, I hope you enjoy. I’m not a rapper. I’m an artist
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