Love has become my lover She will never suffer. From pauper to prince with just on… Her laughter the gates of heaven,… Her body, a space odyssey.
Could it be the way I converse when I write my verse that’s a gift and a curse? Is it my subtext?, or my timing?.
He wrote it, Rolled it, Smoked it then spoked it, Like moses hes been chosen to spli… ......Fuck my doctors bogus diagno…
I’ve suppressed in my mind so I wouldn’t die, All the transgressions you provide… .....Waited for the right time. The birdcage and window I aligned…
Erotic ideas, Whispered in my ear. Long to be together, im coming to… I search for all that is hidden wi… At the center of her heart is wher…
In Rome, in the Vatican’s catacom… When at home I extract genetic co… Dabblegagger has made his own clon… Electrical shocks through the dome… Magic and medicine infuse skin wit…
I sit here with the license to abuse my barbiturate and vices, Their not subsiding, Lamp lights become blinding, Imagination and heart rate climbin…
Out of no where their there suspen… The Ivory King in his chair from… citadel made from the pure white l… Seeing him descend the alabaster s… The galactic transparent parent no…
Herbs and rhymes so fuckin intertw… i write all the time they say Im out of my mind and tha… Sometimes lighting fills the sky i hear angels cry when i cry...
I have a low comedy novelty policy, Honesty, My conscious consciously and with veracity produces a high quality odyssey.
Out of no where their there suspe… The Ivory King in his chair float… unblemished citadel made from the… octillion prayers, Seeing him desc… accompanied by snow white orbs eve…
Got here on the merits of my own talents, One sip of the holy chalice balanced my unbalanced malice. Now gifted with the knowing
Honey bedroom voice, Glowing amber face, Olympian goddess shape, Forbidden red apple lips to taste. Her enchantment I can not escape,
Recited infinite amount of rhyme, an infinite amount of time’s. Performed sublime symbols and signs in a stone mason shrine. Was baptize with corn oil and wine…
I spit my bars for eons! Around 9… Chained to a dead man in a dungeon… he couldn’t hear nothing. Over night, My messages of death brought him t…