more from
BearTooth Collective

Homeless Jazz

from by cunabear

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $1 USD  or more



I Haven't had a heart to call home
Or a phone to call homies with

I only ate like the rich so I could eventually eat the rich themselves and place their fame on a plate, put a spike in a drink, put their egos on display in order of apparent decaying

Fillet this aluminum can
Tonight is spam that the rats don't harbor

I only ate like the meek because they have me a place to sleep
Underneath the stars and the rain and the the sleet

I pushed the lawn back fourty-four decisions ago

Negro youths with various afros laugh in solace that they swear they'll never be like me

I found God in a half-rotten apple
Lodged just barely in the sewer drain
The hunger pains
The ears are ringing with sirens
Goblins with batons come to sing these sailors sleepy while I'm casting a heart-shaped box made of iron to keep good spirits in these bad times cause

One day the life line's gonna turn a blind eye and you've never been tits up have you? Stuck between a crack rock's definition of High Noon and a self-destructive pattern that lends itself no shoulders to cry on and no man to talk to

But yeah
We all eating, right?
(Nah nigga
Some just ain't eatin right)


from ?​?​?, released August 28, 2016


all rights reserved



cunabear Savannah, Georgia

Patron Saint of Patron Saints.

Jazzy, lascivious, psychedelic rap.


contact / help

Contact cunabear

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code