MeToo Roofie Bar
/I pray because I love lying to God and as humans we all love free things. On the off chance something happens, I’ll have already been in line for the profit.
Somehow this relates to when I was hanging out at a #MeToo roofie bar the other night and met this chick who’s date had been too boring and thus she joined the movement. Spent the night together. She already forgot who I am.
I told her she needs God in her life when I crossed paths with her in the Supermarket. “You’re a sinner, bitch!”
“So are you!” She says.
“Only God judges me, bitch!” I respond.
Later a pray God saves her because she is broken, but I’m fine so I just ask for a new car and weed money.
Sunday church, Sexy nuns save my soul. One in the confessional and amen.
Read MoreThe Article
/...own hands
Craft, build the blueprints
Brand, leave his imprint
Band together two cents
Speak whether it fits
Dent critic inputs
Spitting fishing hooks
Hitting the shook unwilling crooks
Silly Billy words are taken literally
Hurts the butts of many herds
Heard the words played in reverse
No stutter
The words slick like butter
Utter the terms I stand under
The curbs are straight, brother
No turns, no lights
The window shutters shut tight
Exit sign isn’t lit...
Talk More Shit Than A Bathroom
/...their heads no one else knows
Where the only threat is the host and their most intimate regrets that they wish to hide yet can’t seem but expose when they feel at home in their minds hard at work
I’m somewhere there in that place where it’s difficult to care or give a shit what the people out here think
It’s clear I’m a strange guy, obsessed with death
Wear black hats with cat faces and a leather jackets with the words “come at me” on the back
Weird, a little morally grey I seem to be okay with almost anything
But who knows what I want you to think if not me, the prick you can figure out?
Stick around, you’ll see
I want you to wonder who I am and come up with no answers and get sick and spaz
For I stand without one
It’s what I want
To be a question mark harder to pick apart and asses the individual parts and imitate than it is to start from scratch
Have them scratching their heads wondering “Who the fuck is this kid killing it like a villain spitting shit he don’t seem to be regretting? Don’t write like no rapper I’ve heard, but his lines are so dope that I’m high off his words.”
Bitch, I don’t rap, not yet, I’m too good for that, but when...
Family of Four
/Half way to the bronze doorknob, letter in hand, Hue freezes up paranoid.
“But… What if…?” he doesn’t finish.
Clarisse just happens to open the door a second shy of Hue talking himself out of this.
His eyes are locked on hers. He’s sweating cannon balls. Hue’s horrified, mortified standing there reaching out with a letter he almost managed to never delivering.
Eyes wide. He looks like an idiot and he knows it, but he can’t fix his face or his body and remains frozen in place.
Finally she speaks. “Is… Is that for me?” she asks.
He doesn’t speak, instead, Hue reaches out further with the letter and Clarisse snatches it. The envelope stood no chance against her insatiable need-to-know.
“EEEK!” Clarisse claps and screams. Tightly wrapping her arms around Hue she whispers, “Yes… I’ll marry you!”
And Hue feels his veins become raceways for a relaxing adrenaline rush-hour of endorphins.
Flash forward ten years and they’re still together. Got a boy of six and a girl of five and moved up North.
That’s the greatest tragedy that’s ever occurred in this little town.
Who thinks something like this would happen in such a quiet safe place?
Guy marries his sister and kidnaps two children before disappearing up North, never to be seen again. That’s pretty fucked up.
They stopped looking on the second day but the promos ran for months.
Read MoreThe Middle Part
/Search not for the voice
That awaits across the path
Let the road guide you
We're Too Selfish To Try: Part 2
/...to maintain control
Or it’s over
This race is starting
We’re not invited
It looks like the bombs started dropping
There’s no time to hide behind led walls just to cry when shit gets rotten
Stand tall or start dying
The fall comes soon
They won’t worn us when our turn is due
It’ll come on though and...
The United States of 99% Undereducated
/Considering human nature, a country which forces its population to pay for advanced education is collectively a country with lower IQ. Only the wealthy can access the expensive information. Intellectual competition exists only within the same financial circles, thus few feel challenged enough to improve. There is nothing to overcome when everyone is intellectually inferior.
In countries where education is free everyone is on the same educational page. They can challenge each other to improve and thus the countries collective IQ is...
Read MoreP.A.A.B.
/And we’re runnin’
Our masks are strapped
Broke into all the shacks
Stole all the guns they refuse to ban
Toss them shits into bags
Pull up to the capital banks
Army soldiers, explosives in hand
Takin’ down doors so the doctors, officers and firefighters can storm the stash
And take their money back
The “leaders” crumbling watching what they consider power topple over
Dying to the people who decide to rise against the structure corruption failed to raise
Thinkin’ something like this would never happen
But it’s here and now
To the streets we flood
Burning the money with the flags
Drenched in blood
Raise America's Red Flag
/The army of blue and white
Blood color doesn’t matter in this fight
Thin tipped tongue rippin’ quick lipped puns
And the badge got a gun
Slick sippin’ the plot thickens
It’s a stickup better run
Stop thinkin’ the clocks tickin’
Shackles off the rack rattles
The chains dangle the hangman caught
Mangled by the boar whored for a cost
No more golden badges lost
Iron bars and supply jobs
Hard work a dime an hour
The blue king sits tall atop the tower built to compensate for how small the coward really is
And takes a piss on all the little kids
But the rise will come quick
Stickin’ it nice and thick
The demise of the pattern
Nicely we’ll shatter the system
Show them it doesn’t matter and free them
Raise America’s Red Flag
Bring blue and white across the line to meet black
Show them all their blood is red and make a fuckin' flag from that
Read MoreCleaning The Driveway
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Cleaning the Driveway
Winter’s cold begins to blow over the old window
White flakes fall as the whistling crescendo comes tall
The panes fog and snow looks like rain on contact, hot
The echo of a metallic scrape takes the climax
Over and over it loops back stuck in the same three second scoop
That shoe rack drips wet next to the dry orange log tossing smoke out the vent
Keeping the porridge warm
Boots out crunch snow loud with the aluminum zoom sound of shoveled pavement
Feels like it’s been days since things have been clear
He’s made it, asphalt no longer needs payment
Complacent, handle is warm
It opens the door steamed rooms and more
Mugged shots of heat to begin its strike at the core
Destroyer of Ego
/Discipline requires patience and clarity
The mind is not only the source of the ego, but also, the breaker of ego
Endurance, persistence, strive and determination all point towards the same things
Resisting through the struggle, fighting on through complication, adversity and misfortune
Using one’s self control to continue a task or activity despite what challenges may come
Discipline, the destroyer of Egos
Headlights, Then Its Dark
/...screams, “STAND CLEAR!”
I wake up unable to move
Doctors covered in blood escorting family out of the room
“He’s back! He’s back!” The excited nurse began to assume
But I’d gone nowhere as far as I knew
“The pressure is dropping!” A doctor screams soon after all of the things go dark and the silence it brings goes far
“Don’t let me lose you.” I hear nearby
I open my eyes and I’m surprised and terrified
Barely holding my grip on the side of a tall cliff
If I fall off I’ll meet death
And I’m confused
But at least I’m not dying on the...
A Way to Fix America
/
Destroy the Politicians
If the new structure agreed to cooperate against the old structure success would be assured.
With the military and police force on board the government could easily be overthrown by the people. Their only defense is the military and the police. Other than that they’re just bankers, politicians and millionaires. But the police and the military are the people and should stand for the people. If they did rebel and took control, responding only to votes decided by the civilians, the politicians would cease to matter. They’re job would vanish and leadership of this type would cease.
Destroy the 1% & The Bankers
Finances only hold value if the people decide they do. Once they don’t the system stops mattering. If the New Structure could design a new currency to replace the current and agree as a collective to use this new exchange method billionaires would suddenly be the poorest people in the world as they’d be the last to think it’s relevant to adopt this currency. Acquiring all things would be filtered through this new system based on the barter system with traits from capitalism. Every possible contribution within communities is ranked in value to the community. It’s awarded to the individual performing the task based on how well the task was performed, whether or not it had to be done in the first place and set to a...
Read MoreProtest Later
/
Sirens and flashing lights
The loud voices go quiet
The riot dies down
They flash their guns
Badges ready to fire
We’re bystanders frozen in place
As the skin starts the race
Denying what’s right before our faces
“We’ll just protest later”
When it’s clear and we’re safer
Where voicing our thoughts won’t get us in trouble
Won’t involve us in the...