Uhh,..Young Ston, What up..
Shoutout to my hustling **** ******..Shoutout to my hustling gangstas..Uhh, Shoutout to all my hustling ****** ******, Shoutout to all my ****** real ******, aye..

/OFTR, We ****** Hustlers man & , (we handle our business, Yeah2)..Aye we some ****** real ****** & we (handle our business4),Our business Yeah..OFTR we ****** Hustlers man , Aye we some real ******..****** young ******, , but we (handle our business4) our business..(Yeah we handle our business2).. Handle (our business2)..,OFTR, we gangstas..we ****** hustlers man Yeah we stay high all day. ,but (we take care of business, Yeah2)..we take care of business man.. Handle (our business3)..we some ****** real ******, but (we get to business, Yeah3)..We ****** Hustling young ******.. (young real ******2)..gangsta (thugging..real ******3)...Yeah,OFTR, We ****** Hustlers,man..(We handle our business..3) (Yeah we handle business3) man...we (handle business,2)..our business (we handle..our business..2)(our business2)..***** (Yeah we bout our business4)..We some ****** Hustling (Thugging..gangsta ******3)..OFTR..(****** young ******3),..but we bout our ****, Yeah we ****** (Hustling Gangsta young ******3),We gangstas *****..ONLY FOR THE REAL..
Aye Yeah..
(we handle our business4)..handle (our business3)..Aye we some ****** Hustlers man Aye, Yeah (We bout our business2).Yeah we (take care of business2).. We take care of (our business..2)business..We busy

We bout our business, Yeah we handle business man, We some Thugging ******, we some gangsta ****** & (we stay ****** *****2)..Aye, but we all on our **** man, Yeah..We ****** Hustlers *****, Yeah (we handle our business2)..(our business3)..Yeah..Uhh
I wake up in the morning I gotta Thank God, & I gotta get (back to ryhming, back to grinding2),back to taking care of business..my business *****,Aye, they say stick to what you do best & stick to what you know man..& stay true to yourself, don't let these devils confuse you & mislead you  to the wrong path my *****..

Aye, hard work doesn't go unnoticed & that's real talk, this is real game from a younging, don't be scared to learn something from me, don't be a fool man, I know they don't know too much about me, The Young ****** Disciple, but I'm one of the realest rappers that's still alive tho dude, Fo sho,I'm the best rapper in Atlanta OFTR, we our own league dawg..& I'm the commissioner, we will never fall, we stand tall, & We forever gone ball, stay strong, & keep grinding.., Yeah, we take care of business..
Yeah..We bout our business..

/We ****** Hustlers, ****** (young ******,2) that (handle our business,2..)(our business2)..Yeah we take care (of business3), Yeah/2
Aye we getting to business..man , I'm making these hoes famous just for one night my nig,I'm macking on these hoes,like the 70s, then I'm (back to business2) man..I handle (my business2),yeah, my ***** I'm too much , too handle, I'm too much to control,Young Ston *****..(too much2).. Man
I got the full control of my music..I got the control now Kendrick,..Uhh,I'm proving all of them ***** *** critics so wrong now man..They made a big mistake dobuting on a young *****, a ****** Hustling Thuggin Gangsta,ayo The system created a monster that's about to go off like Godzilla on my city dawg, I'm causing alot of chaos my *****,no regrets
Fo show dude ..Ohhwoah..Uhh.

Shoutout to my hustling **** ******..Shoutout to my hustling gangstas..Uhh, Shoutout to all my hustling ****** ******, Shoutout to all my ****** real ******, aye..OFTR
We ****** Hustlers.. ONLY FOR THE REAL
mufucker
Yeah..

Dear God. i hope You’re listening, i need to get close. im steady running in the same position.
i can’t get close.
my fingers hurt because i’ve been trying to pen down a letter to her & me & You for me.
im trying to be good.

these past few days i’ve been trying to get my thoughts in unison. working on harmonizing my processes & prioritizing my priorities.

im going to be raw.
i wrote letters to her but every single time i think of sending them to her, i remember that i won’t get much weight with my actions. so i throw them away.

im steady running in the same position.
she’s been thugging lately, in a good way.

i won’t even try to make sense tonight, i’ll let words flow.
****** of the youthful mind, hold me.

play softly, the strings at the back of my mind. be attentive, this tune will catch you.
she’s stroking my medulla oblongata, painting vivid images of passion.
steady running in the same position.

ever looked at someone and feel a conversation going on between your souls? no verbal action, just distance & the space between the two of you.

im steady running from nymphos of the youthful mind.
Father, hope You’re listening. help me to not bend Your will.
i’ve been good. dry cleaned my suit, im ready to walk with You.
i need to get close. but i can’t get close to You.
but im steady running in the same position.

****** of the youthful mind, tell me what do you want me to do to help you, help me, help you. she’s been straight thugging.

ever been so close to a beautiful conversation yet words halt at the opening and you’re left stuck with regret? days later, you remake the scenario and polish on what you could’ve said.

i wrote a letter to her & me & you for me. but i threw it away. wouldn’t have made a significant change anyway.

****** of the youthful mind, i need to get close.
but im steady running in the same position.

she’s been thugging. hat low, sweatpants low, afro hair, smooth skin, smooth **** dancing under the moonlight.
scorpion eyes, deadly eyes. i need to get close.

****** of the youthful mind, my gangster, i need you to stroke my medulla and play a thousand songs at the back of my mind.

im not trying to make sense, i was just trying to let thoughts flow.
Dear Father, can i run away? i want to run away with her, to a place nobody knows. us.
but please help me not to bend Your will.
send me to a golden forest, to the Garden of Eden, so she & i can be Adam & Eve.
we will be good. before then, i need to get close.

******, sing. sing me to sleep, sing away my troubles. i will run away with you.

Father, hope You’re listening. i need to get close, help me not to bend Your will. but i can’t get close. to You.
open the gates for me, im outside.

i need to take control of me and pour out vibes so hard the universe capsizes. ****** of the youthful mind, run away with me.

i wrote a letter to her & i & you for me. but then i threw it away.
don’t even try and make sense of the words i wrote.
don’t ask me how im feeling, just keep your eye on the poetry.

TeddyBearTribe.

(Smoking on that drill2)..., Yeah (***** that ****2)..(Smoking on that drill3)..Yeah..(***** that ****2)..I stay smoking on (that ****2)..Yeah..I stay smoking on (that drill2)..Aye *****..(that ****2)..(Aye Im smoking on that drill3)..Yeah ***** (that ****3)..Uhh..

I ain't popping no pills , I ain't snorting nothing man, I ain't injecting myself, Im just rolling no mollies, I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that ****3)..*****.. I'm getting straight to the business my *****, what's the deal, Uhh,Yeah, what's the deal with all of these buster ***** *** made fakes that's in the rap game mane, yall giving them **** ****** praises , that ain't Gods, they Satan peasants, Uhh..
I only give praises to the Heavenly Father & Jesus Christ , you should too, homie, I'm just giving out good advice, don't Idolize  me my *****, I'm not a God, even thou I'm fly, even tho I ryhme so nice, dude you can be fly too, you gotta have confidence within you, look up to yourself my *****, you gotta encourage yourself, when nobody else isn't..

Uhh, Aye I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that ****3)..So what man, Yeah mane,I'm smoking on that drill..(it helps me2)..be a better me, it medicates all my pain , it helps me meditate all of my depression away..So why the freak they got it illegalized for mane..Aye
The government is so evil homie, they the Occult , they so Satanic mane..The government been tryna destroy my reputation.. I know they after me,Yeah mane..They after me homie, wanna take my life away, Yeah they wanna put me 6 feet under with a closed casket service, mane, because all I rymhe about is the truth homie, Aye I ain't running ..noo..I won't stop tho, no I won't dawg, if death do comes then, Imma fight death all the way back where it camed from, They can throw me how much money they want to, but I won't take it,noo My soul is worth more than gold, All I need is Jesus, he saved you & me from ever being defeated, so he's the only Idol to me man..Aye..

(I stay smoking on that drill Yeah2)..(I stay smoking on that ****,Yeah2)..(smoking on that drill2)..***** Yeah (that ****3)..(Uhh2)..(Yeah2)..my ***** this ain't no gangster music & I ain't no gangster Imma King Imma real ***** & , Imma Rebel too mane,..Ayo, I bet I could rap some **** that every hood ***** will blast & feel tho homie..Aye..I ain't no **** either, but I'm thugging against America..**** em Uhh..
I'm so g, my *****, I'm me Yeah ***** , I'm who I always wanted to be my *****..so **** what a doubter & a hater gone think about this one...because

(***** I rise3)..(***** I strive3)..Yeah *****.. (I rise2)..(***** I strive2)..(***** I ride2)..for OFTR only & my ***** (thats Fo life3)..Yeah..(***** I rise3)..(***** I strive3)..***** I rise..(***** I fly2)..(***** I rise2)..(***** I strive2)..***** I rise ***** I fly Aye..
(Smoking on that drill2)..Yeah (***** that ****2)..Yeah *****..I stay smoking on that ****, Yeah I stay smoking on that ****..***** I'm (smoking on that drill3)..(***** that ****2)..
Aye *****..

/(I strive *2)..(I rise2)..(I fly2)../3
Smoking on that drill,..
(Yeah ***** that ****..that ****..Uhh*3)

Uhh..(Yeah2)..I'm feeling this one man,..Uhh..(Yeah man6)..burn up & listen Yeah man..Uhh

/This for (my ****** Disciples2)/2..
Yeah this (for my2) (My ****** Disciple ******3)..
/Yeah This is for (my ****** Disciples *****2)/2
(Yeah This is for my ****** Disciples2).. Yeah. for my ****** Disciples..Yeah..(my ****** Disciples2)..yeah..This is for all of (my ****** Disciple ******3)..yeah..This is (for my ****** Disciples2)..yeah This is (for all of my ****** Disciple ******2)..Yeah (my ****** Disciple ******2)...Uhh
(We mobbing2)..Yeah *****,..(we mobbing4)..Uhh, This is for my ****** Disciple ******,Yeah..(we mobbing4)..Uhh, This is for my ****** Disciple ******, Yeah..(we mobbing3)..Yeah we mobbing.. Yeah ***** (we mobbing3)..(***** we mobbing2)..Yeah
(we mobbing..2)

Yeah ***** we mobbing..we robbing Uncle Sam, for all of his loot homie, forget being a Uncle Tom *** ***** mane,..(we mobbing3)..,Yeah ***** we Thugging, Uhh, we standing tall man, yeah ***** (we mobbing..3)
We doing whatever we want ***** (Yeah2)..for real man,..Uhh..I'm one of the realest rappers that's still here my *****, it seems like all of my real ones getting killed, disappearing, or leaving the game, I guess they time what's up like Kobes, no disrespect to none of the ogs, I gotta give thanks because they all paved the way for a younging like me to rise above all of the fakes..

OFTR we rising up mane, like grass that hasn't been cut for weeks, Aye,..(I'm wit all of my ****** Disciples2) yeah..my ****** Disciple ******, & we disturbing the peace, & killing stages every city we in ..Aye mane..like Al Capone, We just being gangsters yeah,..Like a real gangsta I move in silence my *****, **** having friends,.. I don't talk to nobody, I got too much dope to sell  man..Noo I can't trust too many of these ******* & ****** these days, they all look like snakes dawg.. & They been shedding tryna blend in, but I see right through all of that fake fucc ****..Yeah

I know that these **** boys been plotting to rob me, Ayo they better not rob me, if they know whats best foe em mane..then Yeah they better not try it, Noo, they don't like me, no they don't gotta like me but yall ******* will respect me tho,..& that's Fo sure, Fo sho,..Noo them demons won't stop me, they can't hurt me..,I'm protected by the Grace of Jesus, Thanks,.. Aye..
Why y'all hating,all of you ignorant ******* can learn something from me homie..just (pay attention2)

Don't trust nobody2
Nobody at all mane, because these ***** *** ****** will sacrifice yo *** for the money just like P.Diddy did to Biggie, just like Suge Knight did to Pac mane..Uhh..
I had to take my shades off so I could see clearly , mentally, Uhh, Lyrically, I'm killing thee Occultic wicked ways that has been introduced into hip hop mane, literally, I dugged up some graves & learned from the best,..Aye I'm the best physically..My mentality is helping my ****** out,not just getting to the money forget being selfish when we can all become rich & legends.. Uhh

Aye,Yeah, roll up that dank my ***** & get paid , man money  ain't everything my *****, Ayo I remember I didn't even pay bills, mane I usta to just sit around my mama house imaginating, & rhyme all day, people said I wasn't doing nothing but being lazy *****, people said I wasn't ever gonna amount to nothing *****, but they didn't know Yeah, they didn't know that I had alot dope, ***** that George Jung, Yeah I had that dope,, & I was getting high off of my own supply, choking, that **** was so different & potent, so I always knew that deep down inside  that somebody mind would fall in line wit OFTR AGENDA, Yeah..Uhh

I'm wit my ****** Disciples *****,..(Yeah *****, we mobbing2)..(we mobbing*2)..mobbing, This is for all of my ****** Disciple ******, Yeah, This is for my ****** Disciples *****, Aye, OFTR Yeah we mobbing like the 50s *****, Uhh..(I'm so ready *2)..for whatever..
This is for my ****** Disciples..Yeah
The ****** Disciples my *****.
Let's mob man..Uhh

By: Cedric McClester

I’ll readily admit
I had to give to get
My life back on track
People that’s a fact
I gave up my old ways
From my thugging days
I found a better way
And so you’ll hear me say

I’m guilty by association
He gave me motivation
To picx myself up off the ground
And turn my life around

Hell was looming large
So I answered the charge
Guilty by association
Now I’m free from degradation
And the company I keep
Is heavenly and deep

I’m guilty by association
He gave me motivation
To picx myself up off the ground
And turn my life around

Arrest me on suspicion
I won’t change my position
I’m guilty by association
That’s my charge and motivation
And I’m ready for my sentence
Cause I’ve given my repentance

I’m guilty by association
He gave me motivation
To picx myself up off the ground
And turn my life around

My ascent was so steep
Cause the company I keep
Isn’t of the human kind
It’s anointed and devine
And I accept the invitation
Guilty by association
And I have no regrets
He’s paid all my debts

I’m guilty by association
He gave me motivation
To picx myself up off the ground
And turn my life around

Arrest me on suspicion
I won’t change my position
I’m guilty by association
That’s my charge and motivation
And I’m ready for my sentence
Cause I’ve given my repentance

I’ll readily admit
I had to give to get
My life is back on track
People that’s a fact
I gave up my old ways
From my thugging days
I  found a better way
And so you’ll hear me say

Arrest me on suspicion
I won’t change my position
I’m guilty by association
That’s my charge and motivation
And I’m ready for my sentence
Cause I’ve given my repentance





Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.

Young Ston *****, The young ****** Disciple, (keep ya eyes peeled, dawg2)..Keep yo eyes peeled. Uhh..Keep yo eyes open (at all times2)..Keep ya eyes peeled dawg, Aye..Keep yo eyes open (at all times2)..Yo

I'm trying get outta this struggle I been in for so long dawg, I gotta put that work in tho, I gotta work hard dawg, I gotta get up off my *** & I gotta go out & get it for show , & (Imma  go hard3)..(these demons won't stop me2)..Uhh, (gotta keep yo eyes peeled dawg2)...yo, these ****** & ******* (will cross you2)..So you gotta keep ya eyes open (at all times2)...you (gotta keep yo eyes peeled dawg2)..Yeah (keep yo eyes peeled dawg2)..these ***** ******.. (They plotting2)..these ***** *******..(stay stalking2)..so keep yo eyes open (at all times2)..gotta (keep yo eyes peeled dawg3)..(Yeah2)..Keep yo eyes open (at all times2)
(keep yo eyes peeled2)..Yo

My eyes peeled at all times man,yo Cuhz, its alot of evil out here that wanna take control of me but I won't let em, I got the remote control homie,no Adam ******* but I push my own buttons mane, I gotta keep praying up to God constantly daily mane, (God got me2)..God got the whole family, OFTR mane, ***** we all eating ***** we straight, (Aye2)..I gotta keep my eyes peeled mane, I gotta keep my eyes open at all times no sleep..

The government dun made me a target now mane.., so I gotta keep my eyes open, & ears clean dude..Uhh, gotta keep my eyes peeled homie these ***** ****** fear me, & they hate on me so much, they so scared of me dawg, Imma weapon of mass destruction mane, I'm more dangerous than the wilderness, I'm more dangerous than a nuclear bomb mane, Yeah Imma terrorist, A extremist, A fanatic, I'm so radical, Yeah man I'm starting a revolution up soon so beware, America ..
Aye my goon ******  don't be scared just join  wit me & let's have some fun ******* **** up, dude,..

(Aye I gotta keep my eyes peeled2)...gotta keep my eyes open at all times now man.., Yeah, gotta keep my eyes peeled all day everyday, gotta keep my eyes peeled mane these ******* just want (my cake2)..they just wanna (take2)..untill I'm broke again, Shawty,.. Uhh, put a rubber on young ***** don't  be stupid, think wiser & smarter, I don't care how good the ***** looks mane, If you don't play yo cards right then there will be problems,Aye..real talk dawg

& Watch who you hang around Cuhz, these ****** is undercover cops Yeah..They snitching, Yeah them **** Informants be out here looking for trouble, so you better watch who you buy drugs from, &  watch who you talking on the phone wit too partner, Cuhz the FBI, is bugging all of us  Yeah, but **** em we still thugging..we still rebels no matter what..OFTR Yeah..Uhh

These racist cops keep killing my brothers , these busters , they don't give a **** about taking food outta a childs mouth..*******..
So you better keep yo eyes peeled dawg, Yeah (watch out..2)

My young ***** stay on the long narrow route, Yeah it's gonna be alot of times when you feel depressed sad & impatient, just keep waiting, but while you waiting hustle smater not harder & keep scheming dawg,..Yeah..
Aye gotta (keep yo eyes peeled dawg2)..yeah its alot of  evil (out here2)..that will cross ya,..Uhh, so (keep yo eyes peeled dawg2)..keep yo eyes open (at all times2)..Cuhz, these demons out here will cross ya..yep..they will cross you..(Ohh2)...Uhh

Gotta (keep yo eyes peeled dawg2)!/its alot of haters out here , **** they will even try infiltrating in yo squad..so watch out ..Uhh , (you better watch out2)..who rolling the blunt up too, they might lace that **** dawg, these ******* so jealous, they mad for nothing , man **** they might even try to first 48 yo ***, I'm just spitting game man, You gotta keep watch out, you gotta (keep yo eyes peeled2)..my *****, Cuhz..Imma say a prayer for all of the (real ******2)....Psalm 23: verse 4..Uhh


Even though we walk through the darkest valley, we will fear no evil, for The Heavenly Father is with us all, Jesus Christ is our protector & our saviour, his rod & staff comfort us..Amen.

OFTR keep yo eyes open..
Keep yo eyes peeled up in these streets mane..Aye
I gotta keep my eyes peeled homie,
I know these busters our here (wanna **** me*3)..
Aye

Had to get off the internet.
Thugging, Im not the biggest but pose a threat.
Maybe because I'm black or my colors repped.
Where fake **** will get you stretched.
Dealing with so much pain I can't recollect.
Roll me up a blunt of my deep regrets.

trying to focus, I need a check.
Dealing with all the glory and disrespect.
Been betrayed by ****** walking my silhouette.
How far can a Brutus stretch?
Steady learning my worth, others far fetched,
want to use my head just to get a check.
Got trial, I need to rest.
Temptation, money, drugs, and guns made me disconnect.
I still came right back, I had to die a sec.
**** could be worse, learned from the wreck.
All this going back and forth about who's the best.
You do so many shows but where people at?

Success has been over mapped.
A couple of turn in had me overlapped.
But I will make out the cloud;
too deep to rap.

I could cram his **** planet system
inside my mouth, sweet flesh, silvery
dreams, bronze bridges, and buildings,
slick skits and street electricity,
blessed genes, gleaming mechanics.
Feel his nightfall melodies dissolve
in my throat, his whole ocean careening
through my skylight dimension, grand
clouds hovering high in space within
my world, swirling veins and abs,
the days and nights of his strengthening
design illuminating inside my cells,
flowing like serene streams, like luscious
vowels and proper nouns sailing
the endless waves.  I could taste
his thugging love, his thugging
essence twisting my kingdom
into lurid patterns, reaching deep
within my mind, enlightening
my thoughts and feelings as I spin
around in the grassland covered
in his glorious glamour.

I need you to come to me
so that I can inhale
your sexiness one last time,
to feel my body leaving me,
releasing me, your lips teasing me,
your eyes convincing me to never leave
this place of uncontrollable ecstasy.
You are so deliciously inviting.
You tempt me with your thunderous
sparks to my heart.
I will give my all to feel
this way all time, to feel like
I could drown a thousand times
in your tight flight and never stop
dreaming about your thugging temptation.

I felt so safe with you,
the way your fingers touched my arms,
the way my palms felt so hot in your reach,
incapable of speaking, losing my breath,
feeling electricity run through me
as you kissed my breast.
Your presence was so enchanting.
Your manly nature was so romantic.
I was falling for your handsomeness,
your glorious voice, the way you bit your lips,
how you made me so lit, so lost in your swagger.
The way you licked your lips made me so wet within.
Your gaze was everything.
I wished to swim inside your oceans of thugging love
and never stop swimming until I reached the other side.

Tempers edge the need
for your anvil head to break.

The way back from work saw
Lowry people scrape the pavement.
Dog-leg drags of shuffle, of make-up slide,
mixing flea-skin sweat with pollen rub
into a tincture of stench.

This is image that I do not want

I have
half a mind to **** but I
cannot be bothered, the other ,a
a monologue of delirious ramblings
some" French kings versus
squadron mottos" thing...
and , in truth, I am not sure what
it's going on about.

I am indoors, windows open, curtains closed
naked from the waist down, feeding the freedom
of sprawl- but this is mistake of gargantuan order
a cosmic, foolish, schoolboy- error of judgement.

The sofa is leather.

My scar tangled manners are reports of my standing
an amateur tanners spewed stew of expletives.
In a half-arsed way it seems  
I am to remain

part of the furniture

I search for shorts.. long shorts, short longs, whatever,
my legs and **** seek the solace of cloth.

On the canal a coot needs oiling
what feels like 20 minutes of incessant jar is
tapping with my rationale
Testing my love for all things feathered.

Something needs to give.

I am a Gobi taste of sandal straps and
in dire need of irrigation/ rehydration
I have waited way too long for liquid...
Don't get me wrong, this isn't some test
of deprivation- this is heat swung laziness
that is all it is..nothing more
nothing less..

And so..

We will get it tonight
You cannot pull isobars this far apart to
not have them break..
And that ogrish flat-top is thugging
the harbour side rents..

Ah yes...

"Après moi le deluge"

Seems to make sense, now

High on ecstasy
My heart, itself is a conspiracy
My opinion is my courtesy
Rather than to be twisted like the American chopsy
Infected Imagination is my report of the autopsy
Locked myself down, gained my own privacy
Some try to copy my flow, call it the piracy
Word coming out of my pen like it belongs to the dictionary
And the **** I write is no fictionary.
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul
Have a future
have a goal
I'm on the faster roll
Few laughing at me trying to stop me "LOL".
Furious than the python from Burma
My ****'s so hard it's been ******* the karma
I'm grinding so hard that I'm skipping the drama.
Thoughts so loud I can't sleep till four
Heisting the growth, chaos is what I'm hungry for
Thugging through ride
Thugging through the life
And I'm scoring for the more
Hardest in the core
Like I'm the 500 nitro express bore
Don't go through my summary
You might feel sore
Take a deeper dive and you'll soar
And no more I have to say cause
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul.
Getting pretty good with my game
Syllables are the one in blame
This might sound pretty lame
But I ain't the one to be tame
Going shotgun, 12 gauge to be frame
Yet again here I came
My beard is my mane
Lion to be particular, reach is the same
Neither I wanted the crown nor my name was in fame
Let me slow down a bit, I already lifted it like I'm a crane
One thing for sure that this is not the end
Cause now I've gone Insane
Ain't nothing much left to say cause
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul.

Disconsolate desolation.
Completely alone; gnawed to the bone,
Like a miserly master’s nation.
Like there’s austerity measures,
Safeguarding my heart’s limited treasures.

Too little, too late;
My courage was too fickle,
My fear was too great.
Now, somebody else will hold your hand.
Now, you’ve become forbidden territory,
An exotic fruit from a foreign land.

I am by no means a quixotic figure;
Sometimes, I can barely look at a mirror,
Let alone letting love come hither.
I feel like I should’ve been quicker;
Before loneliness makes me feel sicker,
Before my heart and mind continue to bicker,
I should have said:

‘Hey, you. You are a gorgeous human being, and I want to fall in love with you.’

I should have laid it out,
I shouldn’t have let fear overtake me.
I should have reached out,
Rather than just hope someone will just save me.

Now, someone else will be privy to your soul;
Someone else will support you and your goals.
I will obscurely fade away,
Not unlike a shadow;
Thugging through rainy days,
As empty as a meadow.

You are my main attraction,
a dreadhead king filled
with finesse and dope melanin
swag, thugging essence, urban
street soul, incredible highs
and thrills, passionate horizons
traveling in sweet anticipation.
I adore everything about you,
how your dreamy eyes move
in sensuous rhythms, majestic
eyebrows a magnificent sketch
of infinite designs, serene
satisfaction, your soft cheeks
a gorgeous day in the park,
watching the sunlight shine
over the city, it’s bright rays
full of astonishing hues.  
**** lips a world of endless
possibilities, great geometry
etched in each vivid detail.
I am yours and I can never
stop thinking about you.

there are two types of whiskey,
there's the chockey
  famous grouse,
which i once "tamed"
     as a gouse,
and then there's the smoked
solomon, sorry,
salmon,
                equivalent to bell's...

as there is also an attempt at
humour...

because what did i do while
in kenya?
        ****, slept in the open on
a beach resort throughout
the night,
kept myself chasing shadows,
pretended to be a tourist
with the italians,
  ping-ponged with the germans...

         wrote a
mediocre story addressed to
my grandfather
         about an elephant dunking
its trunk into a bottle of *****...
     and?
          just lounged on a balcony
with a macaque monkey or two,
feeding with satchets of sugar,
telling the grounds keeper
when a pirate baboon became
audacious... shouting:
hey! sling shot that *******
   leech, attached to a whale,
there, here, whereever!
    
                        get off my baboon!

which sounds as ridiculous
as wearing a top-hat...

                   aren't kenyan girls pretty
though?
     i can compare them
to, something the falling of snow
in england, notably essex...
   that paraphrase of glee...
                  ****, just thinking about
it makes me want to rewatch
braveyard...    woah'd! 'n'
blue... ******* picts...
          
               but you know how a kenyan
girl's skin glees, when not oiled
and how the snow in england
also shows?

        ****, jump into the indian
ocean
         and wreck your hand on a coral
protrusion...
        imbediment,
           hell, several nouns later,
digested by a thesaurus...
    
me, climbing into a zoo cage with
a gorilla makes more sense
at this point,
  with me replying:
     let's throw **** at the cage bars
together...
  because? frankly?
       i'm way past practising judo
with you.

         hey... way better:
let's play pope!

           ****** couldn't tell whether i
was blinking, playing darts,
or whether i was actually blind...

     but hey... 'ere come the shades...

           yet the greasy, brown,
buttocks of mombasa,
   dust and prayer, scuttling hundreds
on their bare feet making
   the sand a worthwhile grind
     tool... as if: and it was walked on,
prior to you, prior to you, prior
to you, and prior to you...

macaque monkeys on a balcony
fed sachets of sugar
   with a white boy lounging
bewildered by:
                there's no impetus for me
to craft a cage...
            hell, that was me...
          
and there was also a muhammad
who wanted to invite me
to his crocodile farm....
              boots, boots is all i heard...
oh far gone the snapper,
just a shoe industry...
          first time i witnessed
a woman in a pool swimming in
a burqini...
                   a bit like teaching
a child in his pyjamas being
taught to stay afloat...

                         napkin, two colour
suite... bam!
         a table clotch pulled from
beneath all the table attire,
            and no church bell ringing.
              
i'd love to climb into a zoo cage
with a gorilla these days... why?
dunno...
           just feels appropriate to
          feel like meat these days...
                  after doing a ******* in
and then "having" to meet her son...
or like pulling a black girl,
going back to her home,
with her thugging her children
of her bed,
       her imitation of a ******
by clasping her legs together
ensuring i'd shoot, but not aim...
   and then the poor afro ******
waking me in the night,
and me, having to grab him,
  with touching bodies
      laying him onto myself?

      listen,
  i was sleeping, and he was
just ******* on an imitation
of a ******... where was i going to
put him?!
           sure, afro, frizzly hair,
unfortunate how
    ***** translate on both
        face, head, and ***** region...
             now i know why
growing ****** hair has become
so intimidating to women...

  kenyan women are beautiful though,
like peering at snow
in england in the night...
              a sight of illumination,
seemingly oiled, but not really...
   all you need right now...
  is an oyster, and a tongue.

I want to travel all the days of my life
with you, feel your galaxy rocking
in me, emerging beats jamming
like engines, your flesh calling me
in the darkness, the fields of your treasured
lips opening over a soft bed of poetry
gleaming in the inland seas, your sun-kissed
shoulders playing lovely lyrics on my smooth
cheeks.  I want to be lost in your wave, take
in the throat of the streams and scintillating
saxophones, thugging trombones, muscle
drums rumbling in your ripped chests,
gorgeous abs, the vibrant breeze swaying
under your arms, the stars sparkling
around the valleys of your hips, breathtaking
equations lining the exterior of your thighs.
To run my fingers down your throat, my eyes
following every vessel of symmetry, my skin
sinking in your captivating chemistry, my hands
wanting to clasp the waves of your waist,
allow your enormous energy to release itself to me,
**** syllables dancing between my knuckles,
as I inhale your continent, every invigorating
scent surfacing your strong bones, wanting
to take in the luminescent spaces, climb
inside the opening of your labyrinth, to kiss
the pages of your context, to nuzzle it
with my fingertips, to feel your rhythm explode
upon me, the bassline going crazy as I turn
your world inside out, splitting the margins
of your masterpiece, hypnotizing the double-spaced
sentences and paragraphs as you watch,
wanting to feel everything within your universe.

There was something hypnotic about his heart,
his astonishing arithmetic growing inside my dynasty,
his rhythmic oxygen running through my veins,
unraveling my existence, the heavens of my flesh,
magnifying his bright light within my cells,
taking me high above boundless oceans as I danced
to the beat of his hips, symphonic abs, studio
sensational chests, the accordion of his shoulders
bringing me to new and instrumental worlds,
everything shining like the melodic stars.
His seductive face a mansion of many fascinations,
light skin shining in a sea of immense symmetry,
city bright lips I wanted to feel and touch the vivid
vowels across its surface, the seamless lines making
its way to my soul, and I was addicted to his ****
handsomeness, his smooth chest hair rising in the breeze,
seeping within me as I embraced the arch of his back,
feeling bone and bone, his gleaming muscles inviting
me into his iridescent nation.  Heavy intoxication,
supreme swagging steam gleaming from his kingdom,
his cheeks and chin an infinity of romance amplifying
inside my existence, streetlight vibes moving deep
within his thrilling abs, his perfect body so sweet
and juicy, a riveting *** appeal making me sweat,
burn for his loving desire, the moonlight rising
inside his hazel eyes – so serene, so magnificent,
all radiant and colorful.  The sheer curve of his
captivating **** taking me into the deep woods
within his nature, feeling the thickness and depth
of his world inside my mouth, metaphorical veins
I could taste and lick the luscious chemistry from
and live another day surrounded by his thugging
hood soul, and I wanted to circle around the fluffy
clouds within his big head, the brilliant poetry
surfacing his huge *****, knowing that his touch
would always be a part of me, to know that his
harmonious stream was my reason for living
and breathing.

The next time I see you
again, I want to tell you
all the things I never got
to say, how I was falling
deeply in love with your ebony
essence, how your crystal brown
eyes lingered inside my mind,
your thugging vibes and freestyling
flow, jamming spins, irreversible
rhythms, your styling soul capturing
my body, taking me away into your
labyrinth of lurid majesties.

The way he held his atomic ****
in his robust hands, stroking the veins
in rhyming motion, taking in the ocean
poetry gleaming in the scenic boulevards,
golden similes dancing in gleeful directions,
his dark hypnotic eyes swirling in passion
and boundless bridges of extreme ecstasy,
made my heart rise above mountains,
above the endless galaxies exceeding
the great Milky Way.

Flexing his bulging chest muscles,
activating his abs, stretching his shoulders
and arms, his thick thighs glistening
in the sunlight, the serene symmetry
running deeply within his muscled frame,
the bright lines revealing romantic pleasures
within his handsome canvas.

I was fascinated by his blazing song,
the lyrics so razor-sharp, volcanic thoughts
erupting, earthquake shattering, spinning
tsunamis filling the grand landscape, roaring
through the wide opened space, splitting
double-spaced paragraphs into single-spaced
diction, his studio sound system so thunderous
to my lips, flaming my biceps, leaving me stuttering,
trembling, sifting into smoky dreams.

The way his rhythm magnified with a new history,
channeling every wave of imagination beyond
the universe as he rubbed the tip of his ***** head,
feeling the heavy pumping adrenaline flow
through his bones, unleashing supreme beats,
drinking the desires down inside his throat,
vibrating hips over jazzy jaws, luscious lips
moving in various degrees, ****** soul rides
rippling in ravishing seas, slick gritty ****
all raw slamming, ball jamming, crammed
with super bassline bridges, the hook so *******
dope and rocking without pause, bouncing
in the skyline towards glittery infinities.

And I could drift inside his ******* drums,
essence enchantment, climb the fences of his
fortress, marvel at the engines of time, engines
of immeasurable designs, engines of engines,
his hot harmonizing kingdom a craving
I wanted to feel under my skin, swim
inside his wheels of life and embrace
the red light special, the grinding
and rewinding, brick-based plots changing
into concrete climaxes, saucy conclusions,
thugging vibes decorated with glam and spice,
Kool-Aid sensation, mega racing heartbeats,
explosive episodes dripping crunk juice
all over the captivating scene.

I promise I can do it better than your ex,
make you sweat and hot all over,
show you my power and desire,
entrance your mind, bring you
into my dynasty.  We be *******
and embracing the sounds of good
thugging soul jams, drinking shots
after shots, chilling after dark,
all laid up on the bed, holding each other.

Your melanin skin was so dangerously ripped and sizzling,
sensuously smooth chest, incredibly passionate arms,
flawlessly firm abs, tight thighs, and a mesmerizing ***,
engulfed in the hottest words of your milky masculinity,
like a candy bar, I longed to lick your melanin daydream,
feen for your gleaming streams of appetizing rhymes
and lyrical lines, so fine and irresistibly clean and serene,
your Creamy chocolate **** a crowned kingdom of endless
melodies steaming so seamlessly in my existence.

The way your stroked your humongous pipe drove me crazy,
your **** huge ***** so lickable like Reese’s Pieces, the swirl
of your tongue numbing my lungs as I pour me a shot of ***,
dancing to your solid rocking drum, becoming sprung on your
thugging swagger, my body heating and freezing, incapable
of speaking in your scenic seas, your loving summer breeze,
your smooth and deep voice, wanting you more and more,
your exciting brown lips, a coveted treasure imprinted
on my breast, a dreamy dreadhead of perfection, wishing
to rest in your mansion, embrace the dips and curves of your
muscular physique, such thrilling treats, to be surrounded by your
overflowing strength and splendor, your natural beauty
so deserving of the greatest gifts, all the paradise I need
to fly infinitely in your springtime blue skies high bright life.