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Classy J Feb 2023
Sing a song of sixpence,
Drunk off the rye,
Tricked blackbird sentenced,
Skunked, yet overwhelmed with pride.
A drunken fool don’t know better.
A man used to taken licks,
By his own half-cut father.
And was abandoned by his mother,
At the age of six.
Growing up to believe that his value,
Was only worth six cents.
Piling more weight onto the ice,
Wondering when he’ll breakthrough?
Trapped in the ducts,
Because that’s the only time he can vent.
Tried health services once,
But they tried to crucify him like Christ.
Wrong skin tone, so he outta luck!
Left to the vices, let the demons pounce!
Lashing out because the only time people listen,
Is when you’re a risk.

Some folks choose to see the actions,
But ignore the cries.
Need some glasses,
To see how some people are vandalized.
Yet some still stay desensitized.
Death on every block,
Don’t mean ****, till it reaches our lives.
Classy J Jan 2023
The resentful branches so far attached,
The sour leaves, leave nothing to be desired.
The bark once of tree once strong has turned hollow.
The bitter roots seeped with the tears of regret.
The fruit sown are as rotten as the mind.
When did the tree once vibrant turn decrepit?
Where did the life go?
Why are the other trees still so vibrant unlike me?
Grown from the same soil yet had different outcomes.
Faced the same harsh winds yet stayed steadfast.
How can they gleam towards the future sun.
When I stay stuck in the past?
Classy J Jan 2023
Checks and mental imbalances,
**** bounces as quickly as recovery and relapses.
******* madness, if only hope could increase like taxes.
Take licks, with ego and body piling up with bruises.
Not sure if I’m living or grinding?
Grinding on *******,
Till 9 months later,
Child support be knocking.
****!
Why must my actions have equal and opposite reactions?
Getting distracted by these fatal attractions.
Trying to appeal to my emptiness,
Because I long for satisfaction.
But no matter what I do ***** always lacking.
Don’t mind me,
My high is just failing and I’m crashing.

Crash and burn.
When will **** take a right turn?
Will I ever learn?
Or will things continue to…
Crash and burn.

Think imma about to go insane,
Watching as everyone jumps onto the drug train.
They may be over the moon,
But soon they’ll be over the cliff,
That’s what happens when ya over consume,
Not knowing yawl was doomed the moment ya decided to take a sniff.
Pay the piper, pay for bricks.
What’s the foundation?
What you painting with?
Crash and burn,
In hopes to make it rich,
Crash and burn,
Can’t escape the itch.
Crash and burn,
Till ya sleep with fish.
Life’s a game, a game of risk.
Can you afford to take the hit?

Crash and burn.
When will this **** take a right turn?
Will I ever learn?
Or will things continue to…
Crash and burn.
Classy J Jan 2023
Made it out the fire and brimstone,
Don’t need no Powerade,
because I never tire slim,
Told to run it in rather than run my mouth,
Be more like a Flintstone.
But **** it I’m a renegade,
Even if the tales grim,
Told to give up but that’s not what I’m about.
I prefer traversing the unknown!
Built different, that’s how I’m made!
So keep up the pressure,
Can’t ever make my inner desires dim!
I’m an underdog like Tiny Tim,
Because there have been days I’ve gone without!
And I’ve been degraded because of my skin tone!
And yeah there were days I wanted to fly away.
Days I wanted to expire, but when **** got dark I prayed and sang hymns.
The type slaves used to sing down south.
Till the day I’m set free and find shalom.

May we all find peace,
In this land of hell.
Even struggles can teach.
Just got to remove the veil.

May we all find nourishment,
In this land of hell,
Be careful not to be belligerent,
Cause you never if you’ll end up eating dollar store meals!
Classy J Dec 2022
Expressive as onomatopoeia,
Come in with that boom, bang, clash.
That assalamualakum ****.
A dismissive villain with mad ideas,
Make these bad divas act up like Madea.
Rebel and find out *****!
When I lay this piece upon ya sis!
Nobody ruthless as this!
So dark and faceless, ya would think…
I was made in the abyss.
Made something out nothing,
Big bang up in this!
I sustain, pull the clip.
Like Rick James, I’m the ****!
Cold blooded, **** the simp.
Yes I made it, I admit!

Coked out chollos,
Cringe when I hear em say yolo,
Sirens ring out,
Uh oh here come the popo,
The supposed superheroes,
That is till they be tempted by dinero,
Eating out the hands of monsters,
Whose the real bad guy? Al Pacino.
Want protection pay the mobsters.
Wondering the difference between that and our tax dollars?
Don’t kid yourself brother!
Politicians are the real Godfathers!
Where God is replaced by the almighty dollar.
That could turn a scholar,
To a Rottweiler.
A sharped dressed deviant that wears a white collar,
But instead of being arrested they are honoured.
Left feeling sick to my stomach,
Watching this union between cops and robbers.

Living in a reality where dark knights get annihilated.
Matched the profile,
So, better prepare to be violated!
Don’t matter if all your life you’ve been docile.
That **** don’t matter when it comes to hatred!
Where tragedies like the green mile,
Happen every other day!
Justice is dead,
If it ever really lived in the first place!
Classy J Dec 2022
Hollowed father…
Please take my breath.
The sins they follow me.
Fallen to shallow platitudes.
Left with regrets that swallow me.

A bitter man is all that is left of me.
A hollowed shell,
Empty as I aught to be.
The energy sapped away,
From a once passionate tree.
The leafs gone rotten,
The roots condemned.
Stuck in place.
Left to melt in…
The suns ruthless embrace.

A once noble king,
Whom confused pride with madness,
The crown turned green.
With his once fortified palace,
Shattering away as easily as glass does.
Left to frolic in the mud along with thee other *******!

Woe to the wise fools,
That try to play God!
That yearn for ecstasy,
Because it’s a hell of a drug!

Woe to the jesters,
Whom try to play king!
That yearn for a laugh and acceptance,
But end up choking to death on a sling!
Classy J Dec 2022
Darkened canvas, broken spine.
Oh, the pain is so **** divine!
Shattered heart, blackened eyes.
The blood soothes all the lies.
Devil looking at me.
Mirror full of cries.
Am I doomed to suffer all my life?

The black ooze dripping off your tongue,
That auroramtic ash, spilling out your lungs,
They blind me.
They bind me.
To the very toxic desires.
That drown me.
Flushing away the offspring.
My future, because I don’t believe anyone…
Can love me!
And I can’t speak out.
Because when I do…
All I hear is laughing.
If laughter is the medicine.
Than why is it killing?
Ripping off my flesh!
Till my heart succumbs to the freezing.

Eating away at my soul!
How can I let go?
I’m losing control!
I wanna to quit, I want to let go!
But all you chose to hear…
Are the cries of a ******!

Darkened canvas, broken spine.
Oh, the pain is so **** divine!
Shattered heart, blackened eyes.
The blood soothes all the lies.
Devil looking at me.
Mirror full of cries.
Am I doomed to suffer all my life?

Will I ever find peace?
Living in a house that is not my home.
Like korn, I feel like I’m a freak on leash.
Got to suppress the demon with cortisone.
If only life was a beach, instead of a *****.
Thought **** would change, as soon as I got rich.
I used all my cards, but still gotta go fish!
My heads in the clouds and my joy’s in the ditch.
Man, can I ever find rest?
Feeling like a mouse, just squeaking on by.
Try to do my best.
Until I ultimately fail and go get high!
Cycle of trauma reverberated.
Leading those close to me feel devastated.
Who knew the lust and vices,
Would lead to self-hatred?

Darkened canvas, broken spine.
Oh, the pain is so **** divine!
Shattered heart, blackened eyes.
The blood soothes all the lies.
Devil looking at me.
Mirror full of cries.
Am I doomed to suffer all my life?
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