Thats how you feel.
Incarcerated
In an artist space

*** calm is great
But commas just punctuate
A tomach ache.
Period
My functions fluctuate.
Like oil prices
When Saudi floods
The markets
In a number race.
Consumption
Of an ugly fate.
And destruction at a stunning pace

Something In an endless sea
Of red.
I mean. The hungers fed.
The younger men
Don't know. Like toddlers.
Repeating something said.
To teachers.
Thinking its above their head.
I've been stumped again.
**** it man.
I'm becoming something
My mom  
Would Facebook click unfriend

What kind of **** is this
Epitomy of death
Washing out the crevices
From the mental grips
Of americana
Fresh elevation
And dead presidents.
Medicine fed
Steven said.
Even when
Elephants forget
We remember again.

We were never a thing
I guess that just soaked into
My brain ***.
I could elevate my fame up
But never have you
Wait up.
On me and want my chain up
On your stained glass
Pain of.
Mirror ice. And  represent my
Same love.
Steven. You the same ****
I hate ***.
I thought we were special
Its eventual.
Medicine to drank up.
Till than ill just take a loss
Clank up. Glass
Spill. Cheers and drank up

Evicting poison in this chemical. Irrelevance...
I'm a girl.
My many symptoms.
Shine example  lack of genitals
As evidence....
Its medicine. Thats meant to cut.
The confusion.
To a conclusion.
I'm inevitable going to get it cut..
The guy I want...
Will set us up...
Hes got ****. And love.
Lots of fun wont get enough...
If im actually swallowing
The letters spelled
In devils blood
Mom ***** dad. Dad had a ****
I got one that ******* actually settles it...
Its not the devil. Its my heavrns wish.
To solve these gender quips
Like **** boy...
Tuvk your ***** in
You'll scare away the feminists
Or eminem your **** is big
I dont pretend its that big
When I mention it
But staring off to space
Makes me wet and crave
A thought to mention it
If only my left 12 year old brain
Could pleasure it
I'd leave home.
**** my dad. 8 mile road
Us together yep...
******* I'm a boy
I'm confused whst ******* road is this...
Conforming to a stormy pattern
Of ignoring anything
They're ordering...
Smoking grass and bordering
Whats more to me
Than ***** dreams of you in mortal
Wounds with me torn between
Your ******* cranium.
And ghe way
You don't say bless you
Just ignore my sneeze..
Now you buy me presents...
Like I was never going to have you notice me...
Chocolates ugh disgusting they make me hofny so abnormally....
Its performing.. acts I shoulder lean...
I wanted Chris roan to notice me
But he loves something im without
You can perform the scene
Alone and we.
Forget it. I'm sore and sweet
Like **** this hurricane of enormity
And **** these tears form into poetry... im alone. The story seems.
I'm abnormally and disproportionately totally
Utterly and informally...
Requesting your attention...
Dress up. **** once I swsllow this
Cordially extend your mobile flex and text me... ill get a message if I'm meant to see...
Eventually... i guess ill be... left without a purpose....
A turtle for a shell... no cloister. Squirtle. Water pistol.. just my dads
Hand me down... squirt gun... ***** with a perfect circumcision... still no ****** identity or purpose...
This ain't right.. fix it first...
And get you search...
Your so **** worth it...
Morph and you'll be perfect...
Maybe not 8 mile wide but at least you'll scratch the surface

my heart accepted defeat long before the light had left myhome
and
to know of satans sorrow was a truth that made the smallest smile i could summon a monumental victory.
alone with the ever slowing beats of my heart now completely unable to keep track of days and nights
and against the blood sky, time began to lose all intuitive wisdom.
and with the ******* of space and time came distortion.
ghouls and ghost became party guests
the foul sorts of scaly serpents and winged apparitions had gathered in rows in perfect stillness like marble chess pieces standing guard.
they seemed now like great guardians of my fragile spirit
losing hope in the home of horror
the scarlet sky now began to sound its final hurah before the life was to forsake this place. and so it stretched out its smoky hands like raven wings draping darkness over the horizon destroying the last light of what i once knew
and within was me,
accustomed to the demons devilish dance, a prisoner with no will to leave, nor any power to see beyond the tomb that felt like the only thrown i was to belong too
yep i was ******


years had passed this way, littered with tragic happenenings, broken relationships, addictions, and loss
yep i was ******
now as if by some sort of devine intervention i could feel the dry dead air come alive.the blood drenched sky had  stopped shrieking and as i raised my head in relief the horizon burst into brilliant trails of flame emitting hypnotic hues of purple and blue. crackling against the dead air like gun powder a blaze

and in the swell of confusion a sort of panic gave birth to momentum giving way now to a frequency with holy resonance, that filled my flask with potent tonic, upon drinking it began driving fire back into the abandoned forges of my humanity. from the depths of self denial i had emerged without the shackles of self deception to bind me, and from the grace of gods design i knew now i was forgiven

Watching patterns in a storm of randomness.
****** in pants. Tailored
For a man.
When my inner strength.
Is female handling.
Obstacles. Thinking
Boxless like tearing chocolates
Out the cardboard box
And dismantle conventional
Practices of packaging.
An instrument of god.
Who solves the wolves
That lurk
Like shadows. In the city
Under man made suns
That light up.
Sidewalks
Where bodies lined in chalk
Make Benjamin bratt
Batman.
Marishka hargitay
All deploy tactics
To evolve the plot of miss piggie
Fooling mom about the sweet allure
Of my want for the awesomeness of
The cookie mob.
Is watching every ounce of
Imported chocolate
Controlling product
*** dad hated gangsta rap
So that's the way my life
I was crazy to model it.
Drakes the top. Of tyranny
He wants my body
For a swallow of his hot chocolate
So I swallow it
And roll in modesty.
While sarcastically
Talking of obnoxiousness
Like the same box I do not think in.
*** drakes box.
Is toxicly stocked with ****.
And ***. And love.
The total. Sum. Of love and chocolate
Like I'm filled with humour
Haunted by a want
That's as noxious as a ****
Choking other every other
Thought
That grows in the garden
Of my consciousness
So as the watchmen
Drop clues
So do I want me to swallow this
It's like slavery
13 states wanted it
Half of the people fought to abolish it
America. Your awesome
But half your population is intolerant
The times have changed you votedtrump
Your dumb as ****
You scare me with your complete
Abandon of moral competence
So I've gotten my response
From god
He said you lost in Vietnam
The dudes who wanted it
Were haunted by a political ideal.
Your rich sons never fought in it.
Hate me for every stitch my Jean's rap the sacred cloth that swaddled my body in.
That's slot of talk
That Jordan's a false prophet
And hesgodless and monstrous
Prominent talk of Christians acting like gods. Trump followers. And ignorant fallen angel followers and lots of intolerance
In the empty corners of an office crawling
With spiders. Inside my eyes. Drawn inside a web that entangled every bug and crawler.
In my bedside drawer.
Tell me horrors. I cant stop
So say goodbye.
Admire my broken jaw
My spoken song.
My matching eyes.
And watch me die

Manic stricken. Free lance so listen
Spider man just **** his pants
So get this.
New edition
The snake is hissing
Number one is reminiscing on the ****
He wished he didnt.
Im the ******* with em
A decimal point from going to prison
Shapeshifting. Creating visions
In a matrix prison.
With a dime for resistance.
Delivering narcotics. With a wrist so willfully been slit in segments.
A mindful section turned to acid induced halucinagenic movie pictures movie magnets. Like a cupids strike like lucid nights spent doing every thing we knew was hazard.
And in the losing battle
I refrain from chewing canned tobacco
*** cancers a losing battle
And with the proven status.
I become a texas ranger ******* loose in saddle. Losing shooting battles.
******* lose my data.
Becoming centiped thats groomed to sell so many shoes
Its like its moving gravel.
Kick up dust. In turn its tar
Like cigarettes
Who knew there was ensuing cancer
Callme genius. Its irrelevsnt.
Im detrumental to whats moving after.
I give the noose a nother reason to hang loose before i lose my shadow.
And rvery second ive been eluding to a truth that doesnt hold no answers.
I know your ******* sick of rhyming so ima tell you fools just like im spewing laughter

I dont care if noone likes this just know brooks was here. Back at ya

It seems my life can be chalked up.
To not understanding opposite sides.....
I get it I'm the worst in history.
I was going to post an poem about how my uncle cookie was on the same **** I was for two months before he peed it out. That was where he got the bad tastes from my mind. Although I've never met him.  That's just me imagining. They must give this stuff to not only trans but closet gays as well. Anyway. I dont know what to do. Fall out boy basically made it seem like people with my condition lick ***. We think were so ******* great. I know every ******* word in thanks for the mmrs by f.o.b is about people through my struggle.
I legitimately was  scared to go blind. So I purposely never wore safety glasses. I thought I should be an escort for a while just like the song says
Collecting pay cheques lovers.
The crystal ball is supposed to show me my long term thinking and maybe I'll start receiving some of the foreshadowing I've been putting out. But than I know myself if I worry over something too much it won't come true. So some things are better left to happenstance.... listen guys PSA. I'm just as scared and frightened as you guys. I'm scared to admit I was wrong. Scared to be right. Scared of people. Scared of god.scared and embarrassed.
Barely a human being at times but I gave it my all projecting my thoughts and feelings to the world for that amount of time. At first I couldn't focus on even the smallest thing while I was doing it. Than it became second nature. I wanted to help people to whatever best I could. All the funny stuff was me lol. The really good stuff well that was god. He loves you. All of you. Hell never stop. I've tried to do everything right to turn into a girl. But when I foreshadowed the complexes built in my left brain it was a lot easier to create them in that momentary glimpse ahead. But not so easy as of rn. Anyway whatever happens know I love you guys. So deep. I left my mark. Maybe never told in a history book.but something definitely magical happened. You guys got to know me. And I figured out what the **** was so funny. Lol and hollllleeeee **** it was funny. I heard a man outside my house say I hope he doesn't play guitar. And I figured that was the next stage by fall out boy saying worst you got better put your fingers back to the keys... but I had bad juju when I was young. I sold my soul or as I believed it. To play guitar. For 10 years i was under the impression that should i learn guitar. I would lose my soul.
Put clearly if you guys want me to just go to the program i will

Poetic license..
Mind the terminal.
Departing. Worst sign
Is a soul that echoes silence.
Past rings truth behind it.
Misery a baggage claim
That's worth
A bitter silence...
Trying within world
Deprived of life two sick for crying...
And list with eyes so fixed on
Terms of dying...
So surely I
Emerge a tool of words of kindness..
They still cant see the me
Behind these curtains
There terms are blindness..
Is he one of the few they give this drug
Endured to curb their violence.
But mayhem molds the lies
I spin which keep it inside us.....
I'm not one of them
So fuvk the lies this time
Im honest

Brain on nervous basket case.
Nonandaewa comes from Astral space..
Rattle cages of a rattle snake...
I'd rather be bitten..
Than be victim to this savage game..
Offer tech to save the planet sake...
In exchange for ***
If I succumb. My husband will ******* hate me. Like mother nature
Raises thunder. Once her light escapes becomes. A drunken rage....
Touch my leg. With that in mind.
I'll ******* hunt your face...
My husband got first dibs.
Nothing comes this way.
Unless he has some to say.
But nothing. Is for someone.
When everything he does.
Makes me love this way...

I gotta save the planet.
Though
**** it bro...
Have to say. I'm really happy though...
With how he travels half the globe.
Of space from galaxies unknown
Leaving his happy home..
Just to try and ******* smash me bro..
Sadly no... my answers clear...
I asked you hear. To have this fear..
That the planet i inhabit is badly steered. To damage near beyond repair.. and you have answered me...
With rsvp satisfaction dear...
*** and reproduction from alien abduction. From a bad arrears.
The sadly weird thing is that I have a fear. You don't need me less.
You... *** through. Midnight solstice..
Spin minds and lights of bolts in.
Micro sound unfocused...
So if I don't comply with..
Lying naked so open.. God can notice...
Do you offer help
For one last token...
Is sold in gold... show with something
Mostly poison.. a cloud of fumes..
With... potion flowing clumsy...
Drunk the stumble..
Of funny dancing...
And beyond attraction or even asking...
And time elapsed...
Actions not repeated...
Are not solicited not once more...
And not defeated
Will seal the deal with seasons greetings...
And my eager secret

Angels and demons

11,October,2020 by Jordan gablehouse

Losing smoke loads of a soul blown

Emoticons that plague man...

Exploding in emotions from

A closing door... some open sores...

With shadows of a cold war....

The lore of angels...

Satan... more like spirit torn report cards

Into ascension in gods blessing

Or descending into dead lords.

Punishment for guess match...

Judgment of our men's war....

From the voice of born

Invention of the universe...

Alphas old sore belly *** his angels

Were so morphed into a form of dissention 

That the lords there invented warfare...

So time had seen the born hate....

Warned fate would store there ripped core in wavelengths unknown...

By alphas morbid warned date....

As time became the sworn fate

And lore states.. that mother bore hate to deliver torn fated gordanes. To a warm place as forgiveness to alphas pore grace...

He so loathed his children swarming war tanks...

So he was told to make the treaty...

Only two be seeded.. in the told date... that unity would be formed in angels from a boy that bore a cold race of men that crucified his whole weight...

So the free will of men could break the shored face of future born race... of angels demons... and eclipse of torment for a sure grace

Wrapped in a sarcastic manner
I'm in retraction from Reward
Death. Sin and rapture...
With the maker in my name sake banner...
False is not in my vocabulary..
Vernacular  or grammer...
With the greatness weighted on a sacred banner..
We halt in a light of mantra song..
Psalm and thank her...

Bout to admit it.. confessional chess game...
I got rookie intentions.. you pawn blame.. on my late knights...
And queen head games
Your the king of the head games
Get some things set str8
cant get my ambition...
To embody a vision
Like bishop. Finish the check mate
And you crawl in a finished
Progression.
Taxi cab camera.
Invested in truth.. that suits bone chilling ruthlessly savage
Of tactics switch like fabrics.
From my lingerie always wet and
Smelly like cat nip...
Its like a clock is ticking to a time warp.
With a puma habit for consuming the track ****...
But you said I'm little in stature..
Wait man you going to get that str8
Little man with a bad name...
Give your snare some practice
*** i hit rhythms like a little boy
You had to hit with a diss train
**** on your little boy *** your
B rabbit and im the lizard
With a ****. And a **** stain...
I forgive. I didn't know either.
Lets get both our **** straight...
*** you got kick snares
I got big dares.
Truth I started the kick plate...
*** i was hiding my existence..
Like back door politicians
In a tight race...
While cleaning up the mind games..
And acknowledging. The
Dying days of supremacy
Of the white race.
We got a life change.
With optic vision. A decision
Color blind shades...
Like its only economics that raise the ******* crime rate....
Struggle comes from slavery...
But I still hide my mind frame...
From his try me suicide
Ride with with whole grain
As I ride the ****** night train..
Do or die babe....

Never knowing I say *******...
First than you.
Buy it with interest. At A prime rate..
And I find out my plot.
Was inner silence.
Screaming for your mind face...
In an obsession
With your shine like diamonds
In a light scape..
Mi waste is supply vibes.
That guys crave
But good luck getting between
My legs...
My past is slutty. But I promised buddy...
I would try it no matter how my inhibitions not my way
I guess I'm ambivalent to fate...
*** you feel miles and
Doubting heads pace
*** i don't think youll decide. Me do or die babe...
**** myself in heaven... impala doors
Ooh suicide rate..
Open up the new place... i furnished
With my true taste...
nothing on my mind...
But point of view.. my children... God and you babe...
So say no matter what we'll love each other even from the sidelines...
If god changes my true shape...
And life bends thought...
Mood and attitude... to separate
Our sides... oh well.. im ok with cruel fate...... just to let you know im true safe... and won't do something stupid
*** i ruined my due date...
**** it. Lets. Lose it... shoestring..
Like turning a new page...
I'll body you someday.
If you dont want me back...
**** my ****..
Removing ms. From my weapon of doomsday...
*** you know im a dude hey....
With luce wires.. wreckless past
And maybe two screws straight...
If i can't have you ill go rambo
And massacre. Your roommate
And  plan a due date
With wrapping you in a blue bag

Stuck in this. Cascading fading starlight
Escaping from the vacant space.
Like super nova heart ache.
In a car length .
Arms length.
Measure from a heart break.
While I marginalize my scars babe.
So contrast. Just for charms sake.
Looks like a bomb next to a small flame.

For God's sake. Get my heart out of harms way.
Switch like finger stances on a keyboard.
Do you want to have me more.
I need more reassurance
With an urgent label.
It'll mean more.
Speed warp your real warmth.
Into my esteem source
*** I bleed more like rivers.
In the free North.
Free form. I'm a sleep more.
In the streets of floating
Consciousness.
Properties of skinner yeah I get to Seymour.
******* liberate my mental structure
Call it going free form

Who am I.
Not thinking suicide.
I want this life with love eloping
Soon as I... can move this
*******. Celestial
Grooming time.
With foolish very.
Mood lit.
Muted conversations
Happening with you and I...
You knew this time.
My love was not a hemi sphere
Its circling.
Your atmosphere
And as it nears.
You make me
Look like dancing
Pictographs
Collages of every smile
That made you tear...
My mate is here.
You can face your fear.
And join my heart.
In every memory.
You never seen.
The deer and rabbits.
Run from foxes.
Never need. To stop it.
*** I want you to end the hunt
With my body.
In your jaws.
And my soul. Nourishing.
Your happiness.
My man. Let's hear it for the boy.

Copasetic voice talent. Swayze as a lemon drop...
Tangy ***** you taste like every  thought
That made my  taste buds rot...

Chasing supervillains...
In a
Crazy plot
facing down my demons...
Pursue em. Tag em label them...decease em...
To a Playlist that I play alot.

Ifs me your seeing.
Praise God Jesus. And heavenly beings
Amen and thank you god
Count to 15 open up my eyes and made sure Im still breathing...
Giving thanks to god
I think I'm heaven sent at times
But plagued with evil danger
Tryna break the odds
Human being with mutant dreams
I pray for reasons to believe
The truth inside of me creeping smoldering and bleeding. Like the under currents of a river keeps you... wrapped in pressure as you screaming till your heart skips a beat or two...
I need jesus
I let my secrets slowly speak.
and crack the ceiling make it see through ..  
and seek a listener who makes me speak truth.
Because it hurts to much to keep em locked up when I don't need too

please i need compassion and devotion. Need you boo
While I unravel in a backwards motion
Feeling your loss. Your absence.
And your memory is teasing
I wish it was the real you...

The truth is freedom isn't cheap. Some get nervous.
But truth has gotta see  the living breathing surface.
Can't hide away your every flaw pretending that your perfect. Thats just needless
Expectations a false pretense.
Devoid of learning courage
You avoid the ugly truth...
hiding it the lies get more determined
****** is a messy thing.
And suicide is never truly worth it...
You struggled. Juggled jobs. Just to run and tuck tail and get discouraged...??
**** that burn it. Till you learn.
That you deserve it.
Your always gonna think your worthless

If your struggling right now i bet  you just ******* heard this
You say clean up. I say its ******.. riley says go get detergent....
This is a fight against the God in you and satan and its ******.

Living in a deadly sin.
With purpose set to self affliction.
But strange investment.
In your chest.
And every breath that's in it.
Your the best decision.
Like a bed made.
On deaths percession.
With
February getting scary.
Cemetery
Near the federal prison.


Life sentence.
Chained in passion. And love as wide as  space in this galaxy.
But let's wake and face reality.
Its a major break in sanity.
*** you hate me like you make.
Me angry.
And that maybe alot.
Like take your shot.
Or gutter ball. *** you strike me as hot.
Not street thot
**** what he thought.
I'm as sweet as. Diabetes.
Till he's deceased or at least
Getting teeth rot.
Ghetto beats.
Ain't for the poet
But im bleeding.
Heat from. My living breathing beat box.

Trying to present my self as intellectual.
Makes me look like im pathetic.
I flow like water in the ocean.
Get it going like diaretic.
Spider senses start to tingle.
For the web site Christian mingle. Where I met a guy named
Shannon  bingle. Man actually had me shingle
Married to the roofing life.
Like Taylor Mackinney to her kraft singles.
Cheesy as they come. Logan gablehouse.  Is greasy.
The world is
thirsty for the fast deal
Sign like handcock on the contract.
Pro ball scholarship
But give handjobs in the back field.
Tyson smokes so much Marijuana
He knows how being black feels
When interrogated by the cops
Paranoia he doesn't act real.
My mom thinks she's European.
No native blood.
I asked her how does that feel.
She replied in French with Jordan gablehouse. Do you wanna taste your last meal...
J said you *******. Tell me how the grass feels.
And keegan just like forest Gump.
Hes dashing through the back marsh
To avoid the dudes with fast cars
Who blame him for doing bath salts...
Jack jack wanted aish so bad.
He collapsed in madness with me **** it yesh man thats real. And sad
Drugs I'm so disgusted by. I'm bring serious to say this jack. Man
You gotta say your peace. To the fake back stabbers and not take it ******* back
Get clean and sober. Stay on track
With medication.
And watch how much fakeness your closest friends shape shift and react
Funny stuff aside.
Manas really great with that.
She took two dumb ******* crazy rats.
Caged in habitat. And made them slay a crazy rap....than slaughtered them for science. Donated their *******. To science. Experiment gone violent.
She's not ok with that.
Karmin is an angel.
Thinks she names all that.
Inside her head. A secret undercover braniac.
And Riley is an amazing man.
Talented and brave as stan
But I didn't tell you.
Stan is my fan name.
When I'm ****** mister nameless slim shadey type of ****. To some gangster jams....
Grandma Gisele is a thank you mam
Do you actually spank the ham
Like Christmas web cam. Food. ****.
Christmas day. You can thank my hand....
Richard gablehouse. Was pregnant with a chicken glaze.
He undressed food so many different ways
Little booties on the Christmas bird.
Bout to expose those little legs...
Oh its just humor ***** slip off the case.
I love my dad yo pieces.
There's a reason I'm a little raged.
No one seen the terrifying look
He harbored just for me.
When I didn't obey....
We got over all that.
Cleared that **** away
We had to make up. Every 15 seconds
New fight but its a different day
I feel bad. But hey its meant this way...
Alex Fanta was in debt to native medicine that made him good and gay...
His wood is great... i hear Scott hedge brag. You thought I didn't love you guys cmon. Don't be dumb AND gay
I woulda say.
She should stayed.
But cherry your a woman stain.
You look like hulk had a vasectomy and you got the ******* stuff that hangs...
Just kidding love you babe. I'm just trying to be funny.
Scare you
Cherry you ******* dummy.
I'll always provide for you with money.
But you gotta be so ******* stun. You refuse me rights. To my kids who absolutely love me.
I said ill always take care of you.
But your going to have to stop being a dummy....
Derek Moore you mega *******.
Your nieces self  esteem is ripped. And all your other kiddies jeans. *** you had to be inside  it you ******* *******...... go eat a demons ****.. id rather be a traffic cone in **** t least you'd see my **** than be your only reason why you didn't commit suicide when God agreed with it..  at least coulda did it for the ones you loved. I know thats fuckinv mean and **** but next time you **** with me jm going to have you seeing ****...
Cherry entire family. Hold up freeze it quick. While we're out and telling secrets quick.
I ****** Ashley's boyfridnds ***** yep. At least before you two met.
I did alot of foolish ****.....
Corsette and lingerie. And of course his *** stain ruined it...
Just kidding couldnt get him off. Or even fit it in. No room and ****.
He got the hugest ****.... don't know how you don't get split in two and ****... ******* ruined *****
Or at least get **** sized bruises on your ***** and hips.
Whatever not 100 percent certain but I hope if it is true you say your cool with it.....
Dylan Hutchison I love you but you never grew up actually knowing me.
You kids **** on your dad. I know it hurt you but it had broken me...
I get it he was drunk and druggy.
But he loved you two so devotely.
Just wish you had some time.
While he was living to start showing me. You were open to him emotionally
I get it. You were busy.  Coulda sent him via email. artwork dreams and poetry... so he knows how much you truly love him.
Beneath the disconnection. Tell him how bad a place your feeling come from...
Moving on. Forget deceased.
There's still a bunch of dumb *****.
Reese swampy drop your pants punchline like 8 mile at the lunch truck...
Lyssa let's get frisky. While your cats lick my nuts like going down after 60 rounds suffering they ******* punch drunk....

Sha you **** ***** I still got a **** lets make it happen...
Prefer dudes. But who's to say a little **** show couldn't happen.
We actually had a ******* with hot muscled Travis.
We got his **** in me my **** in you
And did a little jordan sandwich...
Sheldon chartrand I masturbated thinking of you ******* me ******* it....
You could slam the pack of shingles fast. So **** black and tanned yep...
Thought about your fast hands so hot like a math lab with the Cranstons...
Exploding for Chris Roan.. who?? Chris roan... a sickness no different from cancer... i felt so much love for you. But had no ******* hope or answers... you didn't know I was this way inside. Just the way God had to plan it.... you coulda made me feel included though with out you I couldn't understand it.....theres was just this separation. Anxiety. And sadness...renuka your my favorite. Of all my mental workers...
I came to you a creep hell bent on ******. And you repurposed my inside sanity. Restoring me to perfect...
Cleared my name to child service workers..
And did me such a service...
Ryan too and garry. At least you guys live through your purpose...
Helping hand and gentle hands.
Reach every different person..
Liseanne your ******* gorgeous.
Picture perfect
**** enormous... but you set me up for stis in your quest to send off young Brianna... i got chaffing in my ****.
*** you hooked her up with more dudes. Than rihanna...
In the back of your mini van or suv can't stand it but the infection had been managed...
Sorry rihanna... I love uou your thr best so beautiful can hardly stand it
I'm rambling oh yeah let me be candid. About Travis. Matron was his last name. And he smoked crack so ******* savage.. child psychologist slash roofer. I actually believed you in a panic... don't know who's stupider. The dude who won the poker game for hoarding the titanic or the dude that.
Lost his pride and got his poker *** kicked...
Jade my truest form of poetry in nervous flight.
My girl of mine.
My nervous rhymes.
Could not muster up at courage time..
Your my first love.
For a reason the best is always first in line..
But I ****** and hurt your mind...
With my words and worthless spine..
You deserve so much in life.
I hope you know I think your worth our time...
Like a child is bursting with a nursery rhyme...
Okay its ******* ****** time...
Steven Irvine your a word so
***** it perturbs my mind.
Disturbed that I. Would like you to have courage. And turn your rap gift into words that rhyme and.
******* merk the earth this time...
Tyler moose you ***** line.
Sniffed off jet lis little ****...
You **** more ***** than Jason Bixby.
Holy **** he takes alot...
Its cool though. Say im sorry...
My motto is keep on trucking...
So much more ok so **** it..
I'll keep rambling on bout nothing....
Kayla gambler think we made a babie.. but you didn't tell me...
I hope whoever she belongs to that she's happy safe and healthy...
Nolan Robb I'm sorry for saying you ****** **** for crack. At the time my thought was that was wack. Until I sunk as low as that... current day just ****** an old guy for a sack of Molly and an open pack.... Daryl Marshall your a good dude... but your ****** up deep inside.. i can see it in your eyes... your scared of being wrong and aldo being right... you fear failure fear success. And you fly off the ******* handle... ive seen my dad get mad but jees loiuise he couldn't hold a candle...
You make Rambo look like prolapse ****** sagging in the sun...
Old ******* on your rage is much more destructive than a gun....
Jordan Marshall your a *** stain that should sat on Michelle's tongue....
Swallowed did a good job. Just ******* kidding bud.... your pretty ******* funny. And also pretty dumb ..
But at least your not like Tyler marsh shoving fisher price toys in his ***....
Oh please I got uou all beat and then some the world knows my story...
Would you call it boring... **** no.
But I no longer want the sea being stormy. I just wanna find one man after surgery get ***** and tilt his single axis planet into orbital retraction. Supernova. Every morning. ****** sweaty pores. From ***** inter planetary pornscenes.. but first I gotta morph. Into a woman so I feel more like my self inside. Its more rewarding..
To not ignore your thoughts. To have some wants. Take off early system warnings. Relax. And dream of rap gods. Jesus. And the last 15 years of poor me...



...

Boi don't give up on me.
I'm never going to let you do that.
Came to far.
Shared every part
Of someday. In forevers.
rumour mill or group chat
but our past selves ******* knew that.
Wed meet and marry and
Be resilient brilliant strong.
And live old enough to prove that

Now your giving up dont ******* do that...
I make you mad.
Family discussion
Leaps from you and mom to me and you dad
What ever happened. To the glue attaching all my love just me and you had
You came to far to give up on yourself
Your not going back so  fricking ***** that
I'll push you through the wreckage in your path. *** I love you your my true dad....

Son I knew that
But

Who had. A better knowledge base of pain. And terror
Before I lash my tongue at your mom. I pause and feel my anger. Terrible...
It feels unbearable...
At times I scream. So ******* loud.
It isn't fair. I dont wanna scare her
Well you please pass and share
How can i
Your life
Is constantly in comparison...

The question ******* tortured me..
My early life was an embarassment
Now you have me prepared..
To let go of my tormented self distorted vision
  Prepared
To leap full forward
Into nowhere and you'll catch me...
*** your going to be devoted and totally supportive of my problems.
No matter thin or thick skin...

Yep... I'm here for more than just passion
*** it sometimes comes with madness

Yep I am...
******* babe. You don't answer a rhetorical question.. i didn't wanna know the answer....

Remember when you said
Stick a needle in my eye. Right now..
*** this ***** sees how you would
Leave me
when I share my ghosts
Your going to leave me bleeding
An open heart still inside me beating
Under scalpel.
Incision made. Right when I'm helpless. You up and leave me

I know I love you baby...
This isn't really me the real me
I got issues you ******* know this
Promise your not going to
Let go of me...
Babe I won't let go believe me
I know you've sacrificed.
And right now both of you need me

I may be less hopeful for tomorrow.
But its not tomorrows hopelessness.
That shoulders all my sorrow
Its a prospect. Of something working properly.
And it not needing me or wanting me.
I was always a product of dysfunction.
It hardwired  me so improperly...
I dont like to admit it...
But im a love sick kid. With platinum
Albums and discography...
A drug addiction. Daddy mommy issues.

Abuse neglect.
And ****** ******* trying to marry me....  
The scary thing.
Is neither of us were good enough...
No matter who we were comparing see

I know babe I got issues. I was born a ******* man. And thought I was a serial killer. How embarrassing



Well
Mine was how unscared I was Of whats inside. And how dare you believe
Love me completely. Be there and ******* care for me
The little voice
In the mirror. Saying Nobody ******* cares for me
Don't believe it for a second.
Your the greatest. In my heart.
What don't you get about.
I love this man so much
Enough to marry me
Thats the scary thing
**** it...
Run a mile inside my head...

Babe I love you but your scaring me...
No i love you more than life...
Thats the ******* scary thing....

Im dismember him.
Remember him
The very coffin closed
Its a merry thing
December is
So very ******* cold.
Its a scary thing
Prepare this thing for this is how it goes....
Ima rhyme right now like i was writing raps for my ******* closest bros

Im a goblin.
Not a contract.
Uou act like im so prepaid....
I did deals with
Carrot top just to rock this
See a free agent.....
I give props to every
Monster
That can consciously
Eat green eggs.....
*** doctor seuss
Aint going ham
Less he gets them chickens free range...

Crossbow fitness trainer.
Releasing on the trigger piston.
Pump flex like a surgeon
For real i be fixing hitches.
Devastate equations
Arithmetic on sick addition
Subtract the slitted linens
Multiply with village children's.
Forest need evaluating
Burning trees like Arizona.
Chronic respiration.
Fire so hot. I'm out the ozone.
Aroma. Justify...
Be tucked if I.
Said love was just a touch good bye.
But every ******* time.
We touch goodbye.
My only crutch is crushed by time.

Star struck and getting butterflys

So judge me.
For everything I am.
My pain. The juggling game
And lines drawn
So neurotically in sand...
With ammunition
Meant for judgement...
I stand. What's left
Beneath the cover of a man....
My feet like butter
In their hands...
I sleep like something
From insanity...
And cant feel cuts
That scuffs my hands...
And all the while
My smile unfaded
Draw  the nuts
On every hand....
But poker hurts my ******* guts
So just try
To dummy up
And love me as I am

Jason sudeikis.
As plain as stacy and Greg is
With racist language
At the picnic
With no other races to face it
Now the teacher miss Gleeson.
Escapes with Liam's Neeson's
Escape list
Come find me you
Bleach head.
If you think I'm a demon or racist.
I'll be surfing the basements
Couches of glory.
Are you not entertained
By the crows
Russled up in this story.
While travis is building
One hell of a complex
Escape is impossible
If Houdini himself had a stump for an armpit
I'd rather slum dog
Like a pile of dog **** on the carpet
Than leave my house
While the wolves
Caution off our wee piggy market.
Take it the farthest
Like a dash for my freedom.
Like dog **** is my job
And my esteem needs a cleaning

Break into this. Addiction center.
Filled with pills to get better.
And increAse my pleasure.
Give me nasty weather
To quit smoking all together..
**** thor. Imagine Loki
Dancing backwards. In asanta sweater
Tricks and hoes.
Tan the leather with a glow of metal
And inscribe my eyes with the stenciled letters.
Of healing vision. And a life of feathers.
Like **** my cold.
Hope my hearts together.
And drip my letter with ink.
Stained. And virtue spelled.
The shell that cracks.
Andi get a smell.
God Allah the creator someone help
Like yelped.
The tell.
Is my. Voice In pieces
My daughter learned to teach
It meaning.
So ring
And rip. And gorge on flesh.
My bodies mess
And your regret
I hope it works.
The pain is nada
I live for death. If this stops
Stop tryna save me
Dont even bother

Naji. I apologize. I haven't been the greatest.
*******. Delayed departures. And train of thought that never made it.
I hate *******.
I love the smell.
I'm a slave but you may never hear me say it.
I hope uou make it.
Your so sacred.
God gave me zero cravings for alcohol.
I stumble fall. And raise.
I hope you hear this all.
*** I'm not what I appear at all.

I need your light. My sweet surrender.
I remember where
My center was.
Had so much *** for pleasure.
But the men were
Self centered *****.
I make every love your mentor ***.
I sense your the best ever
Mentor that has ever come.
Your only filled with
Depth of love.
I'm in the clutches of a tethered grip.
Mental prison.
But my love for you is endless its
A hold that I won't ever slip.
I love you im just sorry
Your mother's
Such a selfish *****

wonder if vinny paz is like me
A matrix broken into fragments
To frightening to address
And mind like pacing timing....
That leaves lights inside the basement
Blinding...
A mind that keeps. Ways of finding
Honesty
Untill your conscience
Is haunted
And  stained from lying....
That's why her babies in the basement crying....
Maybe neurological. Neglect...
Dissect. A bug.  A business
And a model citizen.
What the ******* get....
The only difference is different
Legs.
Aside from dopamine.
And serotonin spreads....
Fair to know of comparisons.
*** business men have little legs....
Crooked little tax evading
Job creating **** stained
Polos in a sweater vest....

But never mind I've strayed
From concentrated topic....
Feel like your head is detached
From actions. Simple as talking
Eating breathing walking or being conscious ..
Cogs inside a sleeve. Little reels.
That need these constant watchmen...
Trans affairs. Like I'm so rare.
My steak doesn't even come blood clotted....
**** the life I left behind.
*** this new ones looking awesome

I've created an image.
My decision. To present its beautiful
Virtue.
My head with
Intentions. To end it. Than mend it
But
First gotta hurt you.

May
Mercy immerse you.
In a surface breaking .
Surge creating.
Re emergence of passion

are oilers tickets available Tyson
*** you heard i was doing the same **** and it was believable
i project myself in the arena
and the oilers take the game
i heard you got a new girl now
and you never told nobody

whats some other **** people say around me
my sisters saypseudo intellect
and that its by way of control and predict
if i was ever to be a killer it would be ritually sick
i gave a devious look
but it wasn't like im twisted

i knew my cousin wasnt a ******
the instance that we met
al wondered how much of my last poem
was just said so it would fit
or wait itd be better if i regress
so i could remember every moment
with a better working head

cat doesn't believe at all im not wasting ******* breath
i cant tell these delusions from each other
so i end up out of breath

Andrew casman says im just somebody you gotta just accept
brad says share it with the world, we haven't killed you yet

he says when this does end
itll re hardwire in my head
i think im overdue this year my illness is turning ten

they gave me the antigen to purge the chemical
from in me
iu was waiting twice and felt so nice
until it crept its way back in me

logan mentioned that its no wonder id be an *******
after only thinking nice for so **** long
and before tony passed away he said i wasnt a bad guy all along
the list goes on and on a reoccurring problem
my conscious stir ups judgements
of the people i see most often
kassie roan said b.cs smoking crack
for thinking that im awesome
al said my conscience is a good reveal
of my inner psychies problems
there i tweaked that thought
to correspond with what im talking
Kenny says theirs a paradox between
the surface and what hides inside the closet
interesting theory Kenny
it deserves to be acknowledged
while my mom wants me to promise
that ill live a life of promise
its so hard to make a promise mom
when the talkings always constant
i take shots to stop the talking
but it s always same old topic
i cant walk into Walmart shopping
*** im bombarded by your *****
i developed life this way modeled
it to be un godly
now you know my symptoms
feel free to keep on talking

I make you feel amazing
Test of nature
Called impossible......
I say cars dont run
On dreams
And sweetheart
You the autobahn......
Face defeat
Before you reap
The seeds
Of slaughterhouse erotica...
Seems competition
Bleak
In need of something
Pre conceived
From Austin's author house.....
I make the devil
Into origami
Than send letters
To your mommas house....
It seems
You havent even bothered
Pulling your daughter
Out the slaughter house.....
I hate to take a crumb.
From such an honest
Flawless modest mouse.....
But the vultures
In the pasture
Speak of evil
Dont ask me just what their talking bout....

Long live the government of war machines...
Torn between
Shores to storm.. or performing
Mortal forgery. In government
Assassinations over greed.
Causing deformities
Of character.
Till I perform open sore surgery.
Purely. The nerves. Serving up
Cures for greed.
*** terms are we..
Cough up Justice. Racial equality.
Or burn as we...
Commit purgery. Of first world urgency... in search of belonging. Love and its encouraging.

How much does this weapon cost
Of virtue lost.
To turn the law.
To hurt you dawg
Its ****** and the weapon.
Carries discrimination.
With a ****** clause.
But not every badge.
Is worthless dawg.
Like every white person.
Named kirk or Bob
Don't automatically
Have the perfect lawn.
Imperfect flaws
Like every curtain call.
has a certain song.
Worth turning on.
Its love in search results.
But some people don't search at all.

Not down with all traditions
Man or woman
Who i should be kissing
Whats on television.
Trans feminine
drugs in retrovision
what did we invision.
Listen crystal clear
ntentions realistic.
Misogynistic ******
Lets get with it
women  talk....  you gotta listen.
Its funny to st in rehash this
How these women had me
Bitter sadly.
They watch me change
Too trans queen...
Hard for saturated trans fat in ******* black jeans.
With my **** fleek. *** cheeks..
last week
Rolled through black clouds.
Ominous.
Prominently rap sound
Dark brown black pound
******* him up in the back ground
Tell me what the ******* think of that
Clown

Listen to the Christians
*** they know the promise we
Yet somehow
Some astonish me
Hate the pride scene...
Just like God decreed
somehow there's no God for me
They'll call em ******* man
Acknowledge me
The actually bothering
Treatment of
those in
poverty
With out apology
Apostrophe

Here's an idea
To start a following
Start a performing trip
Lead with Vietnam War vets
Get the Porsche chipped....
And divorce yourself from
Forcing it
Klue Klux **** with groupies
You the goof performing ****
No klue in who be
Taking this **** before I force it in
*** hatreds ******
I ain't supporting it...

Of course it is.
Disproportionate
Reports from torso
want enormous ****
My pore sore hips.
Should be enormousness
And lips full
Like ******* in Georgia
Ain't aborting it
Not supporting it
But listen for a wave length
Think the statesmen
Makes sense
After claiming scripture
As a fixture for hatred
Maybe God loves babies
But I know he hates it
When those babies
Get neglected or put in placement
Of the states ship
*** the ****** dad who made it
Can't take it
Blame the man who made it
But enough about the hatred back
To what I was saying
Yeah this language is a game
And I'm more dangerous than Satan.
Back pain is a minor strain
While the game. Is drain the blood cells till you change shape
And break away.
Like chains in escape of
Body genocide
And re arrange the structure
Of frame and DNA
Everything will change or so they so
Hope my rhymes are the only thing that stays the same.
But they'll prolly2 be ******* lame
You guys don't comment anyway
Maybe if I'm out the race
I'll know why my
Brain is always pulsating this way

Introvert with a constant filter...
A concert killer..
Nausea type of sickness
***** spills...
Get the comet and the coffin
Mac Miller got the process splinter...
Remember that video with 5 inch punch in the koffin filmed here....

Bad *** scenario... we start apocalyptic guns... I Orbit on morbid shock.. but I claim im God for fun... until they actually prove it... I'm constant haunted blood... remote control on court room comet... vomet clean and scrub.... its beyond a doubt no claiming fraud to run... I pause.. he walks... I do my time... I want the longest hugs.... and when he remembers im God... I speak in common tongue..
And bless my body... and my honor for what your bodies done...

I need to be dominated
Close to mom.
Sheswatching moves her daughter makes and
I'm teeny but I wanna date
A tom
Stanley
Mark or Dayton.
Talk like dad. Was opposite
The closet
Was my pre school box to play in
My bra was stuffed.
With every time I scoffed
At god for making me
The way he just had to
Create ****.
I hated it.
My toxic diabetic sweet tooth.
Dreaming of a *****
With a straight injection
Of a sweet fluid...
Needing Male attention
Neglecting truth
Like rejection. Is a dead move.
Watching on your crotch.
With peripherals
So hard never do a neck move.
Seeing. God incolour
But it's a sin
If you dont have *******
Or female parts
And you wanna *** dudes.
So you hang your head
Repress your sexmoods
And dread social text
*** you think every second
Your alive is approaching
Death soon.
Best chance.
Red hands
Of god. Eliminate. Your fighting fears.
The type of tears. That collide
With years of mentored best class.
Weapons that.
Leave dents. Inside your moral code
That leaks and pours
In wet lands.
At second glance.
The first look
Is best and forever only gods glance.
I'm a dead man. If not in gods hands
That's my best chance

Devil in a midnight mass
Tinted slivered glass.
Is drips of winter... criminal invention
Wither fast...
You enter and its slipping ******
In quicker sand...
With in her plan...
She slips with in her hands...
The sinner and the ******* whiskey flask...
That lingers drinking liquor fast....
combustion consumption..
In addictions past...
To fix this man within her grasp...
She slips her chance
To safely pass with little plan
Into devils land... and crafts a little time lapsed bitter antidote into his glass.... and sets him into drifters land...
To sift the winters drifted Christmas lamb into a sober dinner
With her  better man... and stray herself to wake
Like mary had a little lamb...
A little hand... an empty flask
And Christmas winter plans....

W.i.t.l.e.s.s
Woman
In
Training
Learning
Essential
Skills 4
Survival

Go with your heart.
Hold the doors that make you happy.
Satisfaction is an ego placemat
For your joy to work
Makings of imagining
Your heart a vessel. For confessions
Bless every tear you cried in youth.
Illusions. Just concoctions
Of an unrequited truth...
Your journey is a unknown trail.
With kindness as your friend.
Truth is just illusions
Revealed as more than just pretend...
Silence is a laughter.
Followed after by a rushing thought
To sit and hear the emptiness
Forgetting everything your taught
Your mind is like a maze of mice
With fixation on the prize.
Calm the scurried paws and just enjoy
The greatness of your life....
Your soul a sleeping giant
Ahman and praise allah
karma is God's
Way of repaying you for deeds.
And saving you from harm

Oh ***** foul
Hannas on the prowl
really  try.... this Billy cyrus
Can vanna white
Get it right... I ..... just
Need to buy a vowel
I'm in the jouls
Of a monster with a purpose
Turning words to detergent
And a mouth full.
Of my fur that.
Turns my growls into howls
Words that ******
And stimulates the bowels
I'm a monster on the prowl
Burn down the whole **** town
Let's get it now

I actually thought this ****
Voices were encouragement
Deserving it
That flourishes
With nurturance
And purposeness
A worthless word discourages
But jesus returns the world from
Murderous
Destruction
Of governments
Corrupted greed
And people without words to fit.
The urgent times
That emerge from surface looks
And ownership of
Currency
You think determines it
You still feel worthlessness
No matter earnings
Or status. Terms of searching
Left unfollowed
Untill your emptiness resurfaces
Its head is like an urchin
With a body of a life built on
Self esteem determined by purchases
Never returning love
To those who've truly earned that ****.
I speak as if I'm perfectness
In fact I'm pre determined
To emerge as being
Neither perfect
Nervous. Entitled or worthless
In a sea of certain defeat
I emerge a beast.
The mirror image of
Plural need.
My girls a freak.
My boys a beast.
In between is dreams.
Of worldly peace.
In earthly scenes that shoot like solar flares as time and space unfurls
Against a blackened sky
That hides its hurling mass into a further speed.
So free and in her perfect dream

Let's not kid ourselves.
The world is nearly dead.
It's a monster rearing its head.
Like a fear we share and ****...
It's a terror in our dreams
The invention of a lamb
Forgive the sinners
Contaminate
Give magistrate its hand
Paying tithes to what's becoming
A most lucrative bread and butter scam.
Religion was a way of putting walls around a feeling and.
Committing man to an illusion.
Of monogamy. Probably.
To make concrete his *******  wedding band....
Now its 2019
And the devil is more understood.
Than an abacus summing math
That you can actually understand
Even impaired on **** and adavan


Our planet is a trash can...
A hazmat call away from toxic trash...
It's like a plastic ball.
From ****** wrappers
That you bought
*** the generic brand
Gives you a ******* body rash.....
And it's a hot dog stand
Away from folding like
A shotty hand
At poker.
Like the river....
can't come to wash our bodies way
Fast enough to save this winter
I bet if you went back and time and warned ******.
He would starve in Russian winter.
And perform a medical incision.
To his own dome.
With a shiny pistol.
He woulda went back for a second time and applied to get in.
Art school...
God bless the little things could been a little different

Pre requisite for crystalline visions.
Get with it
a central mind vision.
Not mine. Irrelevant.
Developed by mine
selling snippets
To Netflix for subliminal messages
On television.

Ardent in truth
Cooperated by angels
Guarding stranger
Angels than Satan
Nay pray for face
When I spray tech
Elaborate games n
Make the nation
Have it. To save it.

Here in lies an intervention.
A seamless flaw.
Of my own invention.
Seeing all
No comprehension.


Believing which cant be decided.
I still have a *****
Although I don't like it....
Might be tried as violent
If i decided
To massacre and tuck inside it....
The manager. Asks
Whos behind it.....
If your neighbours yourself
Are you beside it....
Or is that two hanging
***** of ******.....
That need to be attached
Inside. It
Producing future
Genius giants....
I read and weep.
My ***** needs violence...

Developing a personal shift in.
my personal prison
And this perfect existence
With worthless decisions..
Externally driven
Urges and girly decisions.
Worthy intentions
To leave  earthly possessions.
As long as my birth.
Is the learning curve in this lesson...
I'll keep serving up
Words. Like I ****** a sentence.
And cut my nerves
At the endings.
My surgeon mixes gas.
Straps on my mask
I go out.
Like a stain with certain
detergents....
Wake up a brand new person
Yeah right
Its never arriving...
I'm not worth it....
I have no courage...
And there's word
I might not survive it.....

Steven mother ******* friendzone...
I get the cold winter....
Eyes of coal and ******* toes froze
Beneath a no enter...
Soul eviscerated no goes...
I chose a pro hitter...
Remote control I know the soul enters
Between those cold fingers
Remote control I take the oath.
Of gods holding his soul
In sole possession of her known
Center....
Jo gBlehouse a cold froze winter

Let's talk devils advocate..
Care plan packaged !!! carefully
Marked abstinent.
**** it. This planet won't be half as lit.
Had I chose to man up.
Admit my bad ****. And put a lid.
On burning candles *****....
Can I be candid for a moment...
Question marked...
Hazardous.... dont answer this...
But how do I stay safe...
When my brain is chemically imbalanced *****
Soaking up years of coke liquor **** and ******* cannabis ...
Grade 9 dances.
Stolen glances. At my destiny
Written the saddest script..
Since Harvey's Weinstein and r kelly.
Did remix to bebe rexhas smash hit baddest *****.....
I guess that's it...
I take compliments and criticism
Like sunshine to a cabbage kid...
Trying to help my condition
. using undercover practices

Results of broken rubbers
Being stubborn trying to ask me ****...
Making sisteen chapel look like
Painting from a ******* david banner.
Getting mad at it...
No patience like an empty psych ward.
The floor below.
Half inhabited by *** addicts.
Same amount of patience as they premature ejaculatjng amateurs.

I thought I was the man and ****....
Till tactical team six.
Swooped down and picked my *** up quick...
Manifested gravity.
Into the emptyness of black abyss...
Like trying to not rhyme the same is half the battle
Finding **** creeks paddles the other half of it
That's where I grabbed my wits....
Focus on the *** I see inside the mirror. Not the *** you practically
Have to kiss
Behind a weakness for need of approval..  *** self love
Felt cruel  hazardous and gradually cancerous....
For some reason. I cant admit
That my destiny ain't footsteps in the sand and ****...
Relying on my ego.
Pride and vanity. Like prime ingredients to make.
Horse **** sandwiches....
Would you like that with mayonaise
Deceit. Pickles or some radishes...
I want to visit past tense..
Like before this started happening
The building was scrapped. Evacuated.
In the process. Of abandonment....
Shack was built.
On drugs *** and lies
pictures of my kids are the only thing
In the entire mansion
Worth having it....
Talking about cups like I got plenty
In the cabinet...
**** I wish. But the futures
Fickle..  **** just a little..
Pickles radishes *** and ****
To make  massive gorgeous. ***** ***** sandwiches
Kevin costner with these wolves
Just gotta learn to dance with it
And I'll be glad to kiss my past goodbye
Like seal team six.
When they came and
Licked my *** and ****....

Time to start the loss for thought..
I started panic in a micro round...
Mic is loud. Reciting
Lines from grease. Like Sandra dee
Is hype and she might
Fight me now....

Corrosive talk of destruction
Wearing phone lines down
To higher ground...
Wired for.. impairment
But admiring a siren sound...

Depth of faith and openess
The moment when you open this
Verge of emotions on explosion
The projection of devotion
In a home for
Acceptance. Graduation caps
Lack of motionless and hoprlessness
*** future is a voice thats best heard
With beats as dope as this
Micro doses. Of the potent fix.
And a world I know he'll fix....
Here goes hoping ****...

Practically the most amazing.
Proper vernacular is changing
She who once was called a *****
Is now the woman that drives you crazy
And the little girl your raising.

Chasing daisies in the okanagan
But I forgot Alberta raised me
Hard as nails.
So put one in the coffin
But not the day to push up daisies


I'm like coffee in the morning.
While your sitting deep in traffic.
Combination makes you wanna
Get up and dance
Or flip somebody off and get your *** kicked...
Ain't it romantic.
Sleight of hand. Looks like I planned this.
When life comes full circle
Than I... yes I..  young simba will understand it...
I try in life to never treat ppl underhanded.
But don't mistake me for a saint
*** my angel wings
Are satan branded...
Like I'm trying to stop the bleeding
But theres no hello kitty
Bandaids
Boom boom. It's a mission.
Just to get myself a man date
Unappreciated by these guys
Who just want my body.....
**** straight.....
Did you think that I meant mandate
As in mandatory ...directive ...order
I really meant I need a man that wants more than fantasies.. directed... at my *****....
Maybe plan a summer solstice trip across the border...
to see the wall.
Than make a trip. Into the White House. To remove the Donald's *****
But you fools that know it all.
Think racism and hatred ******* fly.
I'm throwing up my flag of pride
And waving high to every
Single race of guy. Inside my naked mind...

Universal dis involvement
I'f that's the polished term
I could solve the problem
Of my self involvement
But you'd all crawl like worms
I make modesty a job.
But im at a loss
For all your worth...
The opposite of perfect
But we've evolved from
Common dirt...
You always rock my world
Like a concert played in cello
Accapello silhoute.
A shadow of the longest yard
Walking with bert Reynolds..
Stage is so exquisite.
Like a wonder weapon upgrade...
And I say common sense
Is more adequate than dollars
In a mud grave
Heaven is not judgrment
Its not luxury deluxe made.
Its lust for simple things
While giving all your love way....
Like a long awaited journey
Pack your bags
Its going to be a fun day...
Shaving points off of a Monday...
Like my razor blade
Won't be doing someday

Massacre of Pasadena
Task force set to operative
***** in the cleaners still
And changing is a promise kid.
Positive in cop of talk
I wasn't always positive.
Times at heart I felt so dark
I didn't really wanna live...
But demons in my closet weren't worth feeding even crumbs
When I discovered God exists
Who could I be wrong again
Rather being. Toxic secretive
And closeted
Alright ill find an accomplishment
Worth acknowledging and
Model it...

Swallow hard and solve it quick.
Possibility like God could
Skyrocket me on rocket ships.
I have no cleaning left in the closet
But im seeing bleach bottles
Wash up. In my dreams
From over polishing....
Like street fighter. Did in karate kid.
Or was that mister wax on
Brazilian landing strip
Watch and see if
Vince mc Mahon.
Is raw enough to handle it...

Candles light a manuscript
That reads no amateurs
Enter here its hazardous
And tinder is the mantle piece...
That is dipped in carcinogens
And fumes are cancerous...
Fine laugh at me
You'll choke on **** a real tradgedy
Like cigarettes hard drugs
And naked sun tan
Meets deeper heated versus of reality
Its bad to sun tan
In the sand you'll burn your feet
And get tan lines on your masterpiece
Peace love *** for weeks
Unless you got them banook cheeks
Your still hot like ******* banook grease.
Hope my native women ain't mad at me