Chalk - Mickey Factz

Body out of order

Alcohol flowing, not a lot of water

Manslaughter with the magic marker

In the lobby of Madison Square Garden, I loiter

The Knicks just got Kenny Walker

Bernard King is the best scorer

Still a sketch drawer, had a fresh aura

Sorta

Married to my art, but my style just altered

Ya see, ya see I’m sloppy 'round borders

My man told me about chalk he had imported

The rumor 'round town is he snorted

He said he was drawing, oh that’s what you call it?

Heh…

Nose candy, made his whole soul happy

In cold alley’s in the gutter like a bowling alley

I caught a strike when he tried to throw it at me

Ironically I took a hit like a soldier rally

Yea

White lines is a vacation

I seen Keith Haring use it in the train station

Uh

He drew it out like he was play making

It was cleaner than spray painting

I had a new safe haven

Took me a while, but I became patient

Like an AIDS patient, that’s waiting up for a grave placement

My whole style shifted, lifted, hit it and got addicted from the moment I

sniffed it

I got cocaine, running around my brain

I got cocaine, running around my brain

Using chalk in Paradise Garage

A bar on the Lower East Side that show art

And whenever the stars come through they bogard

We treat Madonna like Mozart, Oh God

We got so large, Tony Schafrazi is digging the whole spark it was a cold start

Bags of teacher material was imperial

Got us all high we were aerial

Girls still dig it no burial

Rolled a hundred dollar bill

Ben Frank got stoned with me, what a higher thrill

Writing skills got sharp like a lions grill, I got a fire feel

These other guys are fire drills, false alarms with minor appeal

Acquired a deal to sculpt got hired for steel

Admire the will, daily rush of the fairy dust

Got my face flush, what a scary touch serious

Fab 5 Freddy, had to get me from the telly

I was passed out all over the floor like confetti

Parade got rained on

No umbrella for that brainstorm

Piece of white got my brain worn

A work of art with my frame torn

Sick as a bat but I’m Bruce Wayne calm, with a cape on

Hospital bed, I.V.

in my vein long

Can’t wait until this pain gone…

Chalk

All I want is your understanding, as in the small like of affection

The official toxicity limit for humans is between 1 and 1 ½ grams of cocaine

depending on body weight.

I was averaging 5 grams a day maybe more.

I snorted 10 grams in 10 minutes once.

I guess I had a high tolerance

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up.

Don’t Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Wake up.

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up

Early morning flight

Got the red eye

Looking like a jedi

Light saber

Life saver

Body not in Ny

Flight taker

Ice breaker

Rambling am I?

Disoriented…

In & outta conscious, dealing with the nonsense

No longer pompous

Obnoxious, Rambunctious

The socialites at my bedside, prayers up above

Unicorns are flying, maybe its the drugs

Crush on my nurse, lady in her scrubs

They say I got a buzz… Whaaaat?

Dedicated wall with my picture on it

Inebriated floors full of liquor on it

I ain’t dead yet

I RSVP’d for the pearly gates, haven’t got in yet

Neighbor in the next bed, lost his left leg

On his deathbed, he was a meth head

Chalk put me in a yolk like fresh eggs

I hope for the best meds

Drawing question marks in jet red

Jet blue

Jet black

Memory lost track

I lost track

Call back

Jupiter is hotter in the winter

When the birds gotta swim across the river to get dinner

Lost a lotta weight, I’m feeling thinner

H20 in my ex eyes, I forgive her

I’ve seen better days

If I past, after I die, sellebrate