
Mac616
28/M/Atlanta
Author of “ Intelligence Of A Clown” / Buy it from:Amazon, Lulu.com, or DM me ig@Mac_dapoet / Also follow for spoken word and visual poem videos / Inquires [email protected]
Work and pay taxes get lucky and might make millionaire caches if you step on enough of the masses
A public school fairytale in other words a classic
A degree only guarantees an inquiry
Into the job market not the key to a home as history taught it
We need an audit on who making the real profit, cause the the deposit is getting microscopic
While Garfield’s constantly getting dividends, I’m barely making ends, so when does the dream begin?
Got clips telling me to keep “grindin”
The more you hustle, the more you’ll be buyin
Skip the ad, back to the methodology on how to win at poverty when your effort considered second round, should have gone lottery
Itemize your body for somebody’s hobby, you can’t frown in a five-star lobby
Orchestrate the take from another families plate but when I bankroll too great
the feds wanna play Drake like the family matters to them outside election dates
Turn my life into a stalker dream, and access me via a stream cause I need more green
Even with the increase, the pain doesn’t cease now I’m looking for a new release
Fill the void in my account with mental health taking the mound, at full count
I can’t miss or end up on a “Where are they now?” playlist
Jun 9, 2024
Jun 9, 2024 at 6:02 PM UTC
Again backward is everything… until, inhale
Peace in mind and body, trauma-covered veil
Reality is shared pain like Nobara meets Shibuya
So
Animated it is fairytale, feeling numb after,
Puff puff then imagine dragons
Jun 8, 2024
Jun 8, 2024 at 5:10 PM UTC
Started with gold-plated meals and religious heels
Felt like heaven was real
Then why I am in the mirror using conceal
Maldives By day
Belize when you say
In Madison Square
where you keep me boxed if I stray
For freedom, I have to start with “May,”
Mother stretched her hand to not get met
Countless reports stopped
after the first check
Your life can’t be in danger if you commute on private jets
Burberry shades when he’s most scary
So my trauma doesn’t connect
As soon as I finally collect from my war wounds, it’s turned into show tunes
Like, “ Where are all these hiding bathrooms, when you are out taking pics in Cancun?”
No matter how viral, there will be an audience that says,” I never a ran mile until my lifestyle went down the Nile.”
May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 7:24 PM UTC
The brightest lights tend to consume
Put in the spotlight so my character is assumed
Yet you won’t learn me til
I’m exhumed
Cause my legacy is more important than a therapy room
Endorsed as I’m source for what stops your scroll
So my role is funded if I never break the code
Interact, react, or enact either way dollars rolling in
Not to the masses but to certified evil overseers who entrust it
to their next of kin
Thinking your pen game going to help others with their pain
But to maintain you have to insert the product name
Keep telling yourself that’s it only one more album, only one more line
Don’t worry your Grammy’s gone pile up over time
Refine your story, tell your side
but it’s hard to accept like a late Valentine
It started with good intentions even some honorable mentions about your conscience decisions
But what's an activist without comma sense?
Homeless begging for cents or at least that’s what they present
So I only get to wear the suit if play Superman but never Clark Kent
May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 7:20 PM UTC
Blades in your mouth but you're not chainsaw man
Any opportunity to be an opp
You take it by hand
Forever you swear we tight
Like a Shaolin clan
Yet I see a katana eveytime
You say “You understand”
We grew side by side
Edamame
Call each other family members
Uncle and aunty
So why anytime I trip
Over my family tree
You were there waiting
To catch and bury me
In Homeroom debating cartoons
To lying about taking shrooms
With the water girls to see
If they part vacuum
Thought our college days be
A different world
You saw it like who “the best man”
Now our friendships otherworld
Maybe in the next life, we can
give it A whirl
Until then where’s the knife
We have a lot to unfurl
Continuing to grow making room for
A family
Adding decimals to make their life more
Exceptional
It always seemed medicinal until the economy went critical
Now it's every man for themselves
Even if there’s enough on the shelves
You see me and mine as wanting
Yours to fail
At least that’s what it looks like
When I scroll on my cell
May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 9:14 AM UTC
It started small, like can I ask you a favor? Too,
You want me in your mouth,
lifesaver
You promised I wasn’t
a new flavor
Yet I was minor to you
never major
Meetups after school,
drinking at your pool,
classmates thinking that I’m cool
not realizing I’m some pervert addiction nickname, Juul
Using my Maturity to get by the insecurity
Ensuring me that I’m different for my age
Purity in your voice starts to disengage
When my clothes start to fade
Ready to tell peers about our late-night hobbies
The details I describe make them jealous like they want to rob me
Recall every instance where I lost innocence feeling less like Rocky
More like Paulie here comes impotence
Three therapy sessions a week
Two affirmations to keep me at my peak
One time for me to remember you and start to blame my physique
May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 9:04 AM UTC
Green flowing in as long hate continues to win
A mix between misinformation and confrontation so my post makes you grin
Laughing cause I know you hiding the pain
Taking it on the chin
Women need to do this, men to exceed resist and If you not making millions does your life proceed to be dismissed
The commandments of discord
Feel like swords piercing through keyboards, I love that I’m never ignored
Truth be told I don’t care about my post
Or the latest billionaire living on a coast
It’s the attention I want most, podcasts and interviews increasing my views that trickle money down, who wants to toast?
Going viral for picking on someone’s spiral
Uplift the predator that’s my idol
Selling hot takes like hotcakes, where’s my rival?
None in sight? So I dominate no matter how late, just wait, did somebody die? Caption “Three reasons why they won’t touch the sky”
May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 8:31 PM UTC
6:30 am
time to hit fifty
before I hit the door
Wash away yesterday’s grind
Hoping today has more sunshine
Thrown on clothes darker than my mind
Hit the App that controls my income
Unemployment still ain’t come
So I move somebody’s lunch like a ransom
Even Ranch and Dim Sum
Cause bills ain’t immune
Morning, night and afternoon
Even when my life has gone National Lampoon
By 1:00 pm 45 miles til empty
Stretching the gas past E
I don’t need Jesus grabbing the wheel unless he putting ten on pump three
Turn the clock back before 3/16
Back before covid19
was the fiend
That has me addicted to this gig economy scene
6:00 pm refill
before the dinner rush
Helping Susie make the home like Im the one who cut off the crust
Disgust with my lack of opportunity piled higher
So I’m burning more woods than California wildfires
Since I’m constantly on the wire
Applying To be more despite the Ravens
Moving in Closer directed by Wes Craven
Scary combination for a brother just trying to get out with his family
11:00 pm taxi as a luxury to another essential needed for my daughter
Whose father fights his introductory
Instinct to be extinct maybe it’s depression,
“What do You think?”
I ask the Waffle House waitress
Whose facelifts to expel “ the bill
$19.86,” with straightness
No hiatus dropdown 30
With the hurry hoping for a better season
For us both Like curry
Too many Wiseman on my team
so my future is blurry
So the star I seek I see only week to week
How unfortunate but no time for grieve
It’s 4:00 am only two hours to relieve
Swiftly I snore, snooze the alarm button
The real horrorcore
May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 8:27 PM UTC
I’m so hasbro makes you
Elated to see me belated to the TV
Cause when I come out
You jump like Geronimo
Head to toe until I need
Some double As just to go
Left out to dry
Then the next bereft post-adolescent
Who acts prepubescent to the crime so it’s just petty theft
Cause I’m back before 3, dropped off
Carefully but unsuccessfully fixed
Played with so much that regrettably
My Hue isn’t brisk
However that doesn’t stop the next
Wavering wrist that sees me as the Catalyst To there fantasy
I’m such a satirist just mimic what they do
An antagonist to myself
spilt In the middle McAvoy
Nightfall brings arms and legs missing
Doesn’t stop your mission
No matter the position
I’m forced to listen
Simplistic with you movements yet I’m congruent so you don’t feel the intent
That I wish you used me more then just to
Pitch a tent
Gears that squeak, cracks and scuffs that peek through plastic, paint bubbling on side chipping on the other, unique I am no longer
Until you ponder to pick me up, it’s midnight a light flicks on
You wipe the borders of my dull frame
Apply a new coat of paint
With a somber look
As this routine isn’t green but gray
More common then prayers on Sunday
Attach new limbs, you place me on a tray
To let the repairs stick, how I long for this moment every day.
Once back in optimum shape,
I can’t opt to miss
Thanking you from making me prime
So I become an auto thot for you
One more time
Whatever is on you pallet
hammer it out
I’m not against being a mallet
Cause you know I’m already
Your first round ballot
Once our matinee ends before dawn
Your out like there’s a package on the lawn
I wish I could just see you yawn
Too bad because it’s 12
Time for my first black swan
Dec 14, 2021
Dec 14, 2021 at 6:48 AM UTC
Defied gravity,changed the game’s formalities and all you have to say is mentality. For the lord of the rings mastery to appear images of 81, a man who shots ended so many suns and trailblazers. Your impact was nothing short of a Big Bang crater, a creator to so many future hoop legends that’s why I’m writing “Dear heaven” cause he did more for us than any lakers possession. A father even in the end, I salute as your jersey ascends there will never be another bean Bryant again.
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 8:03 AM UTC