Come and find me feasting
in the belly of the beast
with imaginary fleece
in some negative degrees
used to get up to the desert Sun
setting in the East
where I made beats
‘till them beats made me See
I’m not a human Body
I’m a complex concept
convex confection
compressed in sections
by those who confuse rules with suggestions
crazy over coal? there’s jewels in my sessions
Man made the Tool
the Tool made obsession
to make more Tools
for use with aggression
I ain’t trying to act like Man made aggression
just saying that an ax is
Man-Made-Agression
I spent so much time in the South of France
North of Spain
I feel like sometimes I just tie my hands and force the pain
Why?
I just don’t know
but the Moon rises also . . .
I feel so free in the moonlight
‘cause you can’t see my face
and I can’t see your hate
Everything you’ve thought has already been known
any scheme you could plot has already been grown
so keep bliss I’ma work to be wise
‘cause wise men know the systems of our demise
but Wisdom isn’t knowing
it’s just something that we made
to create something out of something vague
and since we know Nothing is it Nothing we create?
I don’t know.
We’re nothing if the value that we made made slaves
bottles of vodka just for the tension
bottles of vodka just for attention
everybody waiting on Divine intervention
if jesus came Today would Anyone receive ascension?
I got blood, sweat, and tears on my clean slate
my new religion is Faith
I don’t need Hate
keep your Judgement
keep your D day
eating on this Earth
then I’m leaving with a clean plate
I spent so much time in the South of France
North of Spain
I feel like sometimes I just tie my hands and force the pain
Why?
I just don’t know
but the Moon rises also . . .