dwelling in a bathtub full of ember
skin, transparent like a plastic raincoat
max' core is a cage, his mouth like a cave
tags are scratched into his hands

he is walking over liquid letters, since
doctors replaced his blood with milk
cats are drinking from his open wounds
max is asking the mirror:

who could i be?
who do i want to be?
what will i become?
who am i now?

his memories are windows
the head is mutating, it will explode
thoughts are gobbling thoughts
wishes **** other wishes

the young max longed to be old
the old max wants to be young
a life, hidden in a purple casket
secrets drive each of his moves

addicted to the white magic of death
self-destructive, not trustworthy
he exchanged his kids against trance
sirens are singing songs of oblivion

take him away from this journey
trapped is he in placelessness
he became the thing he dreaded
nightmares are haunting his dignity

will his actions turn into an epitaph?
a funeral, under the heaven of his skin

"Should any harm befall me on my journey, you may open this letter."


my crutch
what i want to say 
i build on you 
i believe in you
 
i need you like nothing else in this world  
when i'm lonesome, freezing and scared 
when my soil is occupied by demons 
when i fall and being plagued by evil

you give me strength and shelter 
how often did you save me 
you winged and carried me 
what i want to say  

i build on you 
i believe in you 
i need you like nothing else in this world  
what i want  to say 

i believe in you 
i trust in you 
i build on you 
lord, you are the rock 

my heart is happy and i want to thank you with my song 
for all mercy and all peace and the luck that you have been revealing to me 
for the castle that you are and the shelter that only you can give me 

for the love, the prospect, the insight, freedom, hope and strength 
all i want to say is i build on you 
i believe in you and i need you like nothing else in this world
oh 

i believe in you 
oh 
i trust in you 
i build on you 

lord, you are the rock

"Should any harm befall me on my journey, you may open this letter."


when darkness is befalling me
when it won't stop raining
i'm skidding, stumbling, and
be spiraling downwards

then, you're my balustrades and my light
on all my ways
my stilt, my rod and my staff
my soil

Me, me, me: I'm just up for dem purple notez like dat purple cow from dat commercial: a Milka spot, no tiramisu, me i got a really black leather jacket, originally stolen by my brate in da name of da hood: we robbed a rich family in my city 

dem apartment was closed, but my brate kicked dat door in wit his bosnian feet; 79 inches, balkan handz, workin wit a digga he be carryin dem lockerz; me tellin my brate: we got all dat yayo, so just do it

and now we be eatin cevape and börek, while dem cops are lookin for two of these yugo-haircutz; bluelightz all over da place, sirenz and carz, me carryin da bag no ****** around wit home depot

dear god, just help me dat time: i need me a benz wit dem mega-rimz
now come on and see it, and take it like quick: da yugo-cheater, i'll be rippin off dat cash

We eat shawarma and we share da pizza
afterwards partying, never alone on dat gig
meet a *** just to bang her wit my homez
me salutin' to carlos, yep, it's like dat:

he be spending some time behind bars now
ain't no biggie, we rely on da boyz
neva had nuttin' but now we ******' top-modelz
as maxwell argued: "open your mouth, i'm gonna ***"

watch, how we double our profitz...
da hottest gang under da sun
once bonez said:" man, we be stars quite soon!"
and each memba represented his part

he told me: "sit down and write barz"
cause dem gangsterrappaz mostly be phony
we no lelleks, i got men behind me
187 street gang, sampler number four

desire is something we can't grasp
we feel it, we experience it, and we cry
we smile, we laugh, and we hope
when you sang for me, i froze the moment

now i'm carrying your voice with me, in the
valleys of my heart, dem heavens of my soul
i'm crawling through the palms of god's hands
while it's raining easy money and faith

the gentleness of your pitch is one of a kind
i want to know more about you and i'm dreaming:
embracing you, holding you, the most precious
what does it depend on? an airline ticket?

heaven yeah! let's go for it and let's unite
it's just a matter of time, a matter of life...

much love, faithfully yours:
max a.k.a. mikey

in times of destruction, you need fierce force
in times of hunger, you need absurd appetite
glowin ******* have been encircling you
try to scream, but your vocal chords rupture

multi-armed street military, covid-19 deniers
9-to-9, 24/7, armies made of plastic angels
everything improvised and effective like:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DxBGzUhT-TM

TIZZOP doesn't always write, swallow dat link
as hate and anger overwhelm, GOD forces me to act
at age 13, they called me "***** Splash", so
i had to install 888 children who now my soldiers

in times of destruction, only family remains
in times of appetite, simply loyalty protects ya