an ode to Old Winter. My Good-bye to Babylon.
Inspired by Garnett Silk's words
" Sayonara to you wrong... Hello Goodness"
and the Spirit of Eyahkub Miller.
This certain insipiration/ ILHAM came about 2 weeks before my exodus to the east...12 years down deh ina BABYLON, NYC nuff time!!!
Lyrics
"Yes the apple that the serpent gave I has become so rotten. and the bitter memories of the strange and foreign taste shall not be forgotten.
that's why i'm leaving out of Babylon and Moving to the east...Moving to the east, yea yea.
Because I can't find no love in the west..."
