live or die for art

LIVE OR DIE FOR ART I REMEMBER FROM THE START HOW WE BECAME A NATION 22.
LIVE OR DIE FOR ART I REMEMBER BEING HOMELESS PAINTING OUT OF DESPERATION TO SELL MY SOUL
FOR NICKELES AND DIMES AND NOW WE TURN DIS PAGE TO A NEW CHAPTER CAUSE I CAN REMEMBER
BEING HUNGRY FOR THE HERE AFTER.LIFE VERY OFTEN ISNT THE BEAUTIFUL COLORS I PUT ON CANVAS
WHEN MY DAUGHTER DIED I ARRIVED AT A STATE OF OLD SOULZ
THE SOULZ I KNEW BECAME UNKNOWN,
I SWEAR TO GOD I MUST BECOME THE KNOWN .
I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO PLEE SO I PAINT WHILE YOUR SLEEPIN
YOUR DREAMS .