Street Life

Don’t be playin’ them too close to you; trust no stranger,
Keep yah money in your damn socks; around here there’s danger,
Don’t be runnin’ your fuckin’ mouth; people’s a gamer-changer.

Always be reppin’ and steppin’; don’t mean mug without reason,
Be strapped and ready with a knife; it’ll be some goddamn open season,
Follow gang code whether in or out; break the code and it’s fuckin’ treason.

Real snitches get stitches and fall in ditches; bitches just screamin’ and gettin’ shot,
Get in jail and do your damn time; don’t act out like a pussy and be put in a slot,
Anyone wrongs the top dog or the gang king; they get smashed and left alone to rot.

FUCK YEAH!

Undefeatable. Formidable. Unshakeable.
Feeling absolutely amazingly able!
This mood is far beyond greater than even drug intoxication.
Reaching to the majestic heavens of euphoric elation.

Energetic. Idealistic. Fantastic.
Is there such a thing as overly optimistic?
I don’t care what people say about my mood.
This is what I live for; it’s my lifeblood.

Delighted. Unintimidated. Accelerated.
Throughout my grand journey – I’ll never be daunted.
I am above, greater and fucking immune to mistakes!
I’ll do anything; I don’t care what it takes.

Life Falls Apart

How do I even live?
Things are taking a nose dive.
How do I thrive?
I just barely survive.

The world is coming to a stand-still,
While I’m rolling downhill.
Where’s my goddamn will?
I hate the poison that is known as a pill.

My thinking is starting to degrade,
Insight is really just a double-edged blade.
Just drop the fucking charade,
I’m just waiting for replaceds to invade.

Big Hug

They all got bigots in their pockets,
Quacking like there’s a quake,
That’s why we need a milkshake.
Break bones, why bother loners?

Legos literally don’t let go,
They really stick like a duck.
There’s a tomboy, skating around.
It’s the boxes, it’s the boxes.
Hexes all over, hexes on noses.

Red shattered thread that has migrations,
Illusions are fusions into reality,
Opening a veal cutter to strike,
Yellow boat, about to be afloat.
Lag like a skag-king, you got pucks.
Glad like a laddie skipping over rocks.

Chickens Are Tracking

Fuckin’ duck, what pucks away the buck?
Goddamn right, tin can tin can.
Wacko people are itchy like bitches.
Help the sleep sheep, out of beer.
As the sun falls, the canoes flies with bugs.

What is a danger within danger circle?
Underrooting everything to the oblivion point.
Unsafe, unsafe, unsafe, unsafe.
Yet just like a fucking duck cafe with a fare.
Poked by a needle, needs to have a bard.
Bits of insanity falls, to truth and fear.

Deal for the real, but I’m fucked.
Xanax be a flux, fluke, flute.
Not a klingon, but we are king period.
There’s a dog that bathes himself.
Bark might as well fall off. Bark bark.

Worlds apart, indeed. Be a part of it all.
People get so tall, they fall.
Locked in everything and fucking chickens.
Blitz to a flitz, fizz out.
Pretzels get into knots but they have straightened.
What’s a life within a mind?

Dearest, BPW OP

People come in for easement,
Yet certain people get unfair treatment,
Someone got on an agreement,
Simply to be stable to chat as a requirement.

How the fuck is that fair,
We were harmless as a strand of hair,
Now it’s up in air,
There’s no way to repair.

Do this to us all,
We already bawl,
Drive people up the wall,
Yet someone had the gall.

Can there please be equality,
You have the capability,
There needs to be a level of adaptability,
A union of logicality.

Addicted to power,
Maybe you should take a shower,
Think about this for a hour,
Then apologize and give us a flower.

So much similarities to Trump,
Being a chump,
Put people in a slump,
Can you just stop being a grump?

Get the fuck out,
Before we get in a bout,
All your bullshit you spout,
I hope you get slapped by a trout.

Where was the warning,
You’re trying to be daunting,
It’s not even morning,
But we’re yawning.

I am sick of your shit,
Being unfair to a brit,
Getting your tit in a nit,
You are seriously unfit.

Keep Walking

Feeling a little too out there,
Voices bothering me a little,
Replaceds giving me the stare,
But I’m not brittle.

Just need to hang in there,
One moment to the next one,
Standing in the sun’s glare,
Easier said than done.

I must keep going,
Staying on the path,
Time is flowing,
Let there be no more wrath.

All will turn out okay,
I must believe in that.
Keeping everything at bay,
No more combat.