Dehydrant
Yeah I'm thirsty as hell for conversation,
And I don't want it to be a virtual simulation,
Or a fifteen hundred dollar sexdoll....
"Yeah I like *** and all"
I try to keep one goal in mind when it comes to women,
**** her and keep it goin until you have some children."
I saw the loss of children,
I've seen the terror of time,
I've seen the absence of my self when I'm present in the midst of crime.
I'm guessing it's a crime not to...communicate?
Asking her,
"Why don't you pick up the phone?"
Or "why did you leave me alone?"
I've learned this...
Never be sorry to a woman,
Sorry is for a man who's plate is at the bottom back of a car,
He tries to eat off the plate while she's driving away.
Needless to say,
He let his woman have her own way,
And the wickedness of a woman goes beyond a wicked way.
It goes beyond all the abortions,
These wicked women choose to have every single day.
My heart be thumpin,
The worst place for a king to be born is in the womb of a black woman...
But black lives matter?
And a "strong" black woman is leading the protest,
"I love my black people but sorry, I believe in aborting my black child."
So is sorry for the sorrowful?
No, sorry is for suckers,
We as men,
We will no longer be suckers for love.
Apologize when necessary,
And if she's still mad,
Strip her naked and lick her up and down.
It's that easy, don't be a sorry ***** Be a man who's sorrowful
To the breaking of your principles,
But never let her catch you with your head down,
You're a king not a clown,
More dignity than foolish pride.
Don't get dehydrated looking for love,
Just be thirsty looking to ****
Why?
Because one comes **** faster than the other.
And only a man will realize which one he wants to happen,
Like faking a left and landing the right hook,
"I gotchu now *****
Now imma say and switch...
Dear Mom,
I've seen tears of joy trapped in amazement,
And a crazy ***** yet a genius woman locked in a basement,
I know you don't like me using rude language when I talk to you,
But that's how I express myself,
And next time I see you,
I don't wanna feel like I have to
Drag you out your room just to talk to you.
I know you enjoy your drugs
But,
I don't think it was even one time,
We gave each other that mother and son hug.
It's like,
I know we didn't forget it,
So maybe it was that thing that we needed to ignore for that one time.
You was high,
And I was mad,
And you just stayed in your room mostly.
You kept askin me for money,
And you knew I couldn't really do nothin,
But I bought some food for the crib,
So we could live off of that til I left,
I'd like you to know that I did my best,
And yet I still could do better.
And you, mother,
Are still under the weather,
I don't want anybody to ask how you're doin and I'll say "good"
But in my mind, "still trying to
Forget her."
I'll tell you what,
Trying to bloom I've been spoiled with family pictures you tried to destroy and let
Burn forever,
I screamed, "No mah, don't throw them away!"
But you got a fistful of earwax,
And I can not throw away
Trouble and shame,
I can't say, that you're one to blame anymore,
I wanna bring all of your pains to the floor,
And I'd prefer it while your sitting sober,
Looking at life like this is all over,
But I'm still thirsty for love,
And life is still so hungry to judge,
You pray to the God above,
But you just still don't give a ****
Still trying to understand where real love lies,
Because I know this fake life is only for rent,
The real world is perfect and now,
Your time is spent...
And the body you needed to take care of will shorty be sent away,
Because you subsided,
And left your sanity away.
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 7:57 PM UTC
The House
The house is dead life,
I feel it breathing.
They say when you die,
You inherit creeping things
And I got
Gnats flyin all over my damn house,
Bitin my **** skin when I sleep!
Im done with this dead house,
And it will never become a home.
I work 10 to 12 hours bendin my fingers to the bone,
Sometimes I wanna tell everybody to let me the **** alone
But i can't do that,
I feel too alone when im afraid,
And on the real i dont want this feelin to escalate
Cause I feel anything is possible
When she can make it happen but---
"You keep saying those words like,
You hate me!" -LSD
And I know you tired of my silly *** actions babe!
I know I'm in trouble but dont remind me,
I will repent,
And the hypocrite inside me will be gone away,
But how long will you stay?
I stay afraid of my own shadow in bed,
And sometimes,
It feels like,
Fear lies in the darkness of my dreams,
And I toss and turn and feel the burn of your laughter when I'm defeated.
Welcome to the real world,
Love,
This House is not a home and will never be.
So you can play the wife or the enemy,
My deepest thoughts are not a friend of me,
But it keeps coming out that,
My lover is no longer a friend of me,
But what should I believe?
Do I owe you my life?
Or do I owe life my debt?
You can say,
"Eric, I'm done..."
And I'll say,
"Nah you ain't done yet."
We got a lot to do,
A lot to move on with,
So I can't give you up to Anybody,
But even Anybody can become
A person if you really believe
You done with...
Me.
**** I was supposed to be talking 'bout how the back of my house is leaning,
And the door keeps scratching the floor when I come in.
But the feelings of
Worthlessness keep rushing in
And I can't move when I
See you...
Yet, you're always falling for my traps and tricks,
You're the only woman I never seem to have a problem with-
Until now,
But only cause I did it to myself,
Eric Williams is fine,
Dont really need nobody else, right?
Wrong,
The House,
No,
THIS HOUSE
Just became a song,
And I await the day for all of my dead demons to prove me wrong.
Sing the song of a long lifestyle
Thats been sung all wrong,
Say to me that you'll love me,
And then be it all wrong.
This house is not a home,
Yeah, it's always been wrong.
ABC Spirits just **** my spirits,
My heart is calling,
but I can't hear it.
My demon chasing me the whole time,
But I don't fear it.
The House.
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 10:12 PM UTC
In Fair Motion
It feels good to know things all go according to plan.
But what if something falls out of place?
What if you had to start staring into space
And retrace all you did to make ends meet?
Because good ends meet the beginnings of horrors
And the horror of an out of place thing....
Is a burden,
I'm almost certain
I didn't mean to entertain your honesty with lies,
Honestly,
I was just trying to find a lie and
Got surprised by
The fire in your iris
You like this,
And my blood boils to know you got me in your blueprints
We just gotta keep this plan in fair motion,
Improvise.
I was gonna maybe leave you alone,
And then I realized
I couldn't leave you alone
So I went to the doctor,
I felt a pain in my bones
He laughed and handed me a bill that said,
"Man, you got love Jones"
That'll be $3,328.50
Love is cheap but,
I ain't have it,
So I skated out romanticizing
About my plan to make you fall in love with my prioritizing you.
I'm always gon be prioritizing you,
And showing you that I am someone new.
But what if that don't work out?
And it happens opposite and sabotages everything?
Could I just say anything to comfort you?
Or will life let another man come for you?
Just keep it in fair motion.
Improvise,
And I could promise,
A huckster can barely make it marketing,
I bend the bow like you've been the one I was targeting,
I know my inconsistency is startling,
But you organize my part up in your showtime,
A lot of directors don't know their actresses,
So I just show mine.
She keeps me open,
Devotion wasn't in my intention,
And loving you wasn't optional
I thought it would leave me
Broken,
But I learned to improvise
And kept this plan set in motion.
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
Budding
Aint nothin around....
To ease my pain.
I live in circles
Of loss and gain.
I cant go here,
I cant go there,
Its always somethin.
Im laying here,
All I found is cold nothings
And I can't force you to come
My way,
I have somethin of need to say
But I cant bring you around right now
Cause I am an enemy...
To myself right now.
And right now,
I need you right now.
I just find it harder to explain when I'm not sober.
I look over my shoulder and
A gnat flies by buzzing my ear off,
I swing and swing like the chime of a bell tower
And the hour it stops and
When I crawl back to you.
When I tremble, I want to fall back to you,
And you'll take care of my insecurities,
And throw away everything dear to me,
Selfishly knowing that,
You're the only one dear to me.
You, hearing my complaint and easing my pain is the window opening in the scorching summer,
I just open it and
Ah!
There you are putting me to rest.
None the less,
Its hard for me to stay away,
And definitely hard to say,
I hardly smile when Im awake.
I dream of you and get all excited inside,
My inside cling to my dreams of you,
If I could sing,
I'd sing to you the words of,
"What lies inside my mind,
Is hard for me to find,
So I sought myself,
And found you instead"
What is it that makes me scream from the inside?
Hiding in the corner from nothing.
Because you fight my demons away,
And shallow to say, that when you leave,
I turn to them the next day.
I say, "let me away"
And you draw closer.
Just who are you to be in my life?
Demanding my love and tenderness,
I just hope for a home of happiness,
And not a wicked grand delusion,
Drinking became less of a problem and more of a soul-u-tion.
Wait.
Did you see the way I spelled it out?
I've handled moderation,
I really just want you loving me
That's really my vacation.
Loving me,
Whether until tomorrow or the end,
You love me?
You show it, and that's why you're my best friend.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 6:55 PM UTC
Crimson Black Ash
Red!
No, velvet!
Never, a black cherry blossom
Bloomed at midnight.
No sunlight around but the moonlight hit it just right
And it sprang up into drapes as if weeping.
A wild flower,
A concrete rose blossoming at midnight,
There was no sunlight but the moonlight
Hit it just right.
Its cool and windy tonight so Imma go for a walk.
A belladonna sprang forth into my path,
It asked,
"You wanna have some fun tonight?"
I replied,
"I don't have a pail to water you right, so goodnight."
Dark floral patterns gather around the city,
New York City,
And even though I'm left from there,
The freezing and scarlet New York is still with me,
And it refuses to let me go.
I always get stuck with these red,
No, Velvet!
No, black cherry blossoms
And when I pass and look behind me
They scatter like possums.
The thought of a thorn stinging me if I plucked it....
Her root is death,
It digs down to the flames from which she came,
But its the same **** thing with
Red
No, velvet!
Never, black cherry blossoms
Their leaves dont even fall in autumn,
Ever-reds.
And what if I burn them?
Will it thrive?
Burned alive?
Burnt me up,
I can't subside
I can't decide
Desperate cries,
Ruby ties,
Soft ******* and thighs and
I feel alive!
She's a powder now down to the ground,
I call it crimson black ashes.
She will wither away as time passes,
No comfort,
No beauty or youthful
Serenades
But I fell in love with crimson bombs, scarlet knives and velvet handgrenades.
All of what a poisonous plant with thorns need
For her protection,
She's been neglected and that moonlight hit her just right,
And every man that sprinkles his
Fountain wrinkles...
He burns...
And her crimson black thorns of beauty reduced the
Wisest of men to ashes.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
I forgot to yell you that
When I left,
I took everything with me
And I sang one last song.
I was sure her windows was
Open
When I threw the rock to get
Her attention
Because, I knew her bed was right by it.
So when she turned on her lamp
And stuck her head outside
The window
I had a parade of lightning bugs
Like Sherman Clump
And when she smiled....
I proceeded to the house
And hit a stump.
It was a tree a quarter of the way cut down,
And she frowned and said,
"Goodnight."
I thought nothing could hold me
Back,
I just swore it was a solid fact,
And now I don't know how to
Act
Because the only woman
I ever loved won't talk back.
Its fine tho.
Cause I'm a wine-O
I guzzle wine tho,
And it's fine tho,
Because I know,
I show my side of things,
And I swim around in an orbit,
I won't come around-
I won't force it,
I put a smile on a ***** *****
I kissed her with rashes and torches....
Now I just feel like its timing with everything.
I saw the future of everything.
I break my back to make
Ends meet,
And the end of my
Happiness can't meet me half way
But insists that I owe her
Everything.
I wrote a song for her the other day,
I sang it perfectly.
The only thing makin me draw back my love was
My own uncertainty,
And uncertainly,
I walked in through a locked door
Thinking I could leave the room....
But now I'm locked in,
And I can't seem to think of a way to escape.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 6:40 AM UTC
My merciless will be the black of my empty hand
To feed the world the truth.
Though vibrant,
The vibration in their hearts shake down the
Sands of the seas
And assumes the perpetual movement
Of water.
The cost of a life is even penniless,
I laughed high three times with my head rolling away
In a manslaughter
And mocked all that prayed
Death upon me.
I see now that a life is
Worthless,
And means to live it are condemned to be
Irresistibly irrelevant.
My purpose to my passion is by the works of my spirit unhanded by the world.
My primary goal is to put you in chains and consummate the truth of your fine captivity.
Praise me to be your oppressor.
Crown me be your belligerent tyrant.
Bless me be your lord.
Deny me thy loyalty,
And I grant you a merciless venture
And lamentations
You never believed to be concieved
By the speech of your ******* tongue.
I will purge your freedom,
And multiply your debt to me.
The scourges of your afflictions will be heard,
But not inhaled.
But mocked,
Everything you are,
You have owed to me,
And relentless I will be in obtaining it.
My word on your world will be detrimental and severe,
My sword to your belly will be swift,
But you shall perish in languishing time.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 1:43 AM UTC
I promised her
A G-Wagon and a Camaro SS
Had her thinkin that I was the best
And we gon make it out the hood.
I had promised her
That we gon build a business together
And... You know what?
**** this weather,
Its been raining all my life,
Hell,
"Baby you bout to be my wife."
I promised her a garden of sunkissed
Cayenne roses and
Crepe Myrtles,
Oh **** a graden of Crepe myrtles,
And an ****** from a drop of the finest wine
Fresh from a muscadine fruit.
I promised her the best time in our youth
And a sweet tooth,
She got a knack for sugar rushes
And blushes.
I promised her a gold and diamond pinky ring,
And a Mariachi Band
Dark purple amethyst stones
In her hands,
Laying down on a black sand beach.
Cause life's a beach,
But I gave her a tidal wave of lies..........
A storm is brewing,
And I found peace with ignoring her calls
For the past few days,
Getting lazy,
The air getting hazy
And maybe I'll hit her back when I'm ready.
Maybe I'll get her back when I'M steady,
Ready, willing and able.
She approached me,
"...I thought you said you don't like fables."
I said "Baby I read fairy tales growing up,
And my whole life has been a biography."
Because I feel like someone is writing down everything I do.
Even the love I had for you.
Never knew how to stay true,
But always stuck to myself,
Hell if it was possible,
Stuck to my wealth.
But try me,
Like James Brown to his "hands down."
That's my best friend.
Walk with me
Talk with me,
And watch how good I make you believe in my vanity.
Fall into my trap door,
You walk in on a cracked floor,
And when you fall thru,
I'll call you,
"The Queen of Stupidity"
Only because...
You really thought you was getting into me.
Dummy.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC