False Em' Prison ( an ultramylk original play on words )

I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling round the bend.
And I ain't seen the truth shine....
Since....I don't know when?
Well I'm stuck in thought war prison...
And time keeps, dragging on
While a train keeps a rolling...
On down to A.I. drone....
Well when I was just a baby,
My mama told me girl...
Always be a good girl, don't ever play with dumb
But I shot my truth at haters,
Just to watch it fly..
When I hear their whistle blowers
Get lost and left to die.
Well we know there's rich folks eatin'
On babies blood and mars
Probably drinking kool aid
And 'smokin' big cigars

Well I know they've got it comin,
I know I can be free
But those people keep on hatin'
And that's what tortures me.

Well when I free me from this prison.
When the railroad train is mine.
You bet I'll move it far...
Even on a another line
Far from False Em' Prison.
That's where I belong and stay.
And I'll let my lonesome whistle.
Blow your blues away.

My original content inspired by this original content. Love you Johnny Cash!

I hear the train a comin' rollin' round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
Well I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on
While a train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone
Well when I was just a baby my mama told me son
Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns
Well I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and I cry

Well I'll bet there's rich folks eatin' in some fancy dining car
Probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars
Well I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin' that's what tortures me

Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
Bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I long to stay
Then I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away