Outlaw Primitive 🔥 25 yrs burning holes in the sky as a Navy pilot will do one of two things to a man: tame him or turn the afterburner up on his soul. I chose the second option. This one’s for every soul who’s been in motion too damn long to pretend they’re housebroken. Wire in the veins, calloused hands still carving scars, & a riot in the ribs that refuses to die quiet. “Outlaw Primitive” ain’t some polished studio toy.. it’s forged in jet fuel, feedback, & pure unfiltered warbird pulse. The chorus is a damn teeth-grinder, a mantra u’ll be shouting in the truck whether u like it or not. You’re Welcome ☺️ I didn’t lose the fire after 25yrs of turbulence.. I just taught it how to play guitar & drop a beat. From cockpit to basement lab, I shut it down, cranked it up, & let the ghosts loose. Pain learned to sing. Ghosts learned to growl. And this track? It bites back harder than a pissed-off afterburner. So crank it loud, feel that primitive pulse, & remember: some of us never landed tame. We just traded turbulence for a six-string 🎸 & a middle finger🖕 to the algorithm. OUTLAW PRIMITIVE. Still flying. Still feral. Just louder when it counts.more