Mike Honcho’s Last Ride

Mike Honcho rides the sun

Getting high passing the time

Mushrooms biting at his soul Cocaine and whiskey left to drink Any

woman could be his

With just a look of his eyes

Mistakes piling

up behind

High coming faster than a bullet from a gun

Mike Honcho's

world coming undone

Cocaine whiskey

women and the sun

Riding high on mistakes made

Whiskey burning down his throat

Women falling with a glance Mushrooms eating at his mind Any woman

could be his Look of his eyes says it all

Past

errors

haunting still

High coming faster than a bullet from a gun

Mike Honcho's

world coming undone

Cocaine whiskey

women and the sun

(deep whispers:

Mike

honcho)