“Warpath in the Wake”

Hollywood heat in a broken home Sixteen and runnin’, livin’ alone Father’s voice like a shotgun blast Said, “You’ll never outrun your past…” He found salvation in a fiberglass dream Yellow hull cuttin’ through a greenback scheme Thunder rolled when the engines cried Saltwater sinner with a smuggler’s pride Warpath rising outta Key West spray Ninety miles an hour and the sea gave way World champ crown in ’84 But the Coast Guard knockin’ at his door Apache steel and a custom mold Built it fast, built it bold From Thunderboat Alley to the Customs line Every victory tasted like a crime He was king of the whitecaps, lord of the tide But the undertow’s got nowhere to hide Engines screaming like a guilty prayer Every wake cut deeper than despair ⚡ Warpath in the wake of the night Red lights flashin’ in the salt moonlight Kick drums pound like a federal raid Forty-four counts, debts unpaid ⚡ Warpath — you can’t outrun fate Helicopters hover over razor wire gates He rode the storm, he played the game But the ocean never forgets your name Five hundred thousand pounds in the hold Marijuana money, black and gold Racing stripes hide a hidden wall Every speedboat’s a cannonball Then Aronow in a Mercedes ride Gunshots echo, the tide turns wide Protégé turned suspect flame Manslaughter carved into his name Was it cartels? Was it pride? Was it a deal that went sideways? No contest plea, nineteen years But the truth drowned out in Miami cheers Engines silent in a prison yard Still hear the ocean beatin’ hard Rope ladder swingin’ from the sky Freedom’s just another lie ⚡ Warpath in the wake of the night Red lights flashin’ in the salt moonlight Kick drums pound like a chopper blade Fence-line crash in a failed parade ⚡ Warpath — iron and flame Fractured ankle, infamous name He rode the storm, he fed the fire Now he’s shackled to razor wire He swears the cartels pulled the strings Says the truth got buried with kings Appeals denied, walls too high Saltwater tears never dry He built machines that could split the sea But couldn’t outrun destiny Every champion’s got a curse Fast lane glory, prison hearse ⚡ WARPATH — still in the tide Restored Apache, legend rides Crowds still whisper, myths still burn Every wave’s a point of no return ⚡ WARPATH — salt and steel Outlaw crown on a broken keel He chased the horizon, dark and far Now the sea’s his only star Hollywood boy with a rebel flame Built his empire on speed and shame Thunder fades but the legend stays… In the warpath wake of those wild, black days.