St. Joan of Arc Lyrics

Houdini knew how he did it

Positioned in a red queens race

Living in a cyclical season

Only way he knew how to pace

Reality can be what I wanted

I'm pushing daisies up in your place

I'm an artist that won't be haunted

By a bunch a bills with dead men's face

Thoughts coherent when I'm determined

To challenge a bitch that latches on

To philosophy like it's a curtain

Heart attack prove them wrong

I'm invested in a lack of a future

Can't be guided to where I'm going

Never want to fit in the picture

That's why you'll never get a photo

Bitches think I'm speaking in riddles

Really think you can't keep up

Schizophrenic gnosis aside

I know that I'm clairvoyant

Spent some time chained to a tree

Melquiades wrote it all in a book

Tried to tell the homies

And instead got all Joseph't up

All I want is the bigger picture

Bigger piece of the pie if you will

Not trynna get any bigger

But I've got to show you what's really ill

Anyone thinks they empowered me

Go ahead and think again

Put myself - on myself

And I'd go an do it again