Stockholm Backfire

I let television seduce me with its constant ads

I haven't gaped into a tv screen for years

The over dramatic ads leave me bewildered 

But you scream from gut twisting laughter as I joke my way through

Your eyes pouring and the wavy grooves of your mouth pink as life's canal

Tears and screaming from a deeper place within your heart

Our conscious problematic ways of dealing with the victimology that racism inherently integrated into our DNA

Makes these Hamerkops fly above their contaminated nests just enough to feel free from America's European eclectic heart 

We wanna go home, but our mother doesn't yearn for us mutually and our kidnapper keeps murdering and suffocating us

Saliva pressed in envelopes is the foundation of unity and revolution

But the letter inside, unsealed, isn't about noir resolutions 

Through these commercials, Shakespeare, and Richard Pryor, I've realized how traumatic comedy is the coping of our unconscious Stockholm syndrome 

Latching Onto You

Title: Latching Onto You
Posted On: 2016-08-10 04:02:47 UTC

Fill me, I'm dying Hurry, it's drying I'll dine while you're dining, don't deny me Don't crucify, pacify me Squeeze me til I'm rosey Nurture me, you're suppose to be I can't live without latching onto you My human menu Why would you starve me Can't taste your heart beat Your breast pheromones attract all of me I'll die of thirst, please I've been inside you Don't let them hide you When I cry then that's when we rendezvous I bruise my knees crawling for you

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New York Bus Ride

Title: New York Bus Ride
Posted On: 2016-07-10 07:01:24 UTC

I fall into an ephemeral love every morning Sometimes their hair is curly, sometimes straight Sometimes they have on make-up, sometimes they're late I capture my image and fantasize past the first date Braiding your hair and cooking through your pregnancy Panicking because I misplaced my wedding ring Lying and encouraging our son even though he can't sing As my girl of the morning walks by the window, I smile at a possible ting

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Get God On The Phone

Title: Get God On The Phone
Posted On: 2016-07-10 06:45:38 UTC

Centuries of praying to you and only you Where are you when we really need you? How could you let them become vice gods of your creation? I don't think I'll feel safe in heaven, even you may turn out to be impatient No balance of karma, no balance of oppression No one to love us through this Great Black Depression The shot and killed are getting younger as we mourn What are you gonna do when they start killing our newborns?

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Lol I lied ya'll, I been finishing up track and adding shit and taking stuff off and fixing stuff. But I'm almost finish.

Finishing Up

I just finished up the tape. I'm sending it over to Joseph to mix and master and then I'll set a release date. Long Way Home.

Title: These Days
Posted On: 2016-03-28 02:22:51 UTC

The sun keeps on falling God keeps on drawing these days Is there ever such a thing, that I forgot To marry my best friend But I can't forget What I don't remember You found out I love you Summer is so cold without you these days Is there ever such a thing, that I forgot To fall out of your arms But I don't remember you, Ever holding me My lucky number 13 Two dice in my pocket these days Is there ever such a thing, that I forgot To love somebody else Don't remind me with your presence That, I'll ever see you again

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