Tears down her her face
as she ask me why
sat there face of despair saying I
took a moment as time passed by
you lied you lied was all she say
but still no reply
from me
why cant you be why cant you be more of thee
old guy that you use to be
don't say you love me like you use to
all you ever do is hang with your new crew
ironically singing no new friends
thinking you to cool
but you  fool  
just another tool
but who knew
You I would lose you
you different now
never getting loud
always sitting down
everytime I look at you
I wonder who's who
is this that nice and generous sheem
who fell in love with a Nubian woman  and treated her like a queen
made her feel more important then life itself.
stop....I cut her off
For a while I been feeling like ive been in love by myself.
thinking you've been down  looking sad thinking to my self
how could I help
would  I ever please you
see you
was so intertwined  from what you heard in the vine
didn't even care if I intervened
tell you I loved you
you didn't care
taking you out
getting you things
made you dinner and walk by like I wasn't there
there was times that I thought you wouldnt notice if I disappeared
what we shared been gone
Im surprised it took you this long.
But i guess you did when I stopped
That word love got
Stripped from my vocab
Burnt to a crisp never to rise from the ash
No rise of the Phoenix from old flames rekindled
You mingled and sparked infatuations of your own
While I thought of you at home
In a world so cold
who knew I get freezer burned
But you live and learn
I guess

buzz buzz bizz bazz fizz fazz shally wazz fazeem shilly shally fo sheem I'm a beam of light bring forth the maker bring forth the taker let the maker make and the taker take for that is who they are in the grand scheme of things there is no grand scheme its a grand ol dream its a grand ol stream of beams oh beam oh beam we live in a dream within a dream a mise en ebyme a tone within a tone a moan within a moan we live in a cry within a cry we live in a die within a die and it's all a lie within a lie that makes a truth within a truth after all there is no proof there's only me sitting aloof sitting in the booth waiting for my food at the local diner but I've never felt any finer than when I got that lovely shiny shiner I might be what you consider an anti-liner gotta pick up my binder and swing batta batta whisk the batter batter doughhh