dying
i want to be part purple, part plant
want my thoughts to rot like a fistful of ants

इफ लव इस थे दृग थें इ वांट तो od

my true love is out there, i have come so close.
and I know that when I get your love I'll have an overdose.
inhale you through my ears.. my nose, but what i crave the most
is tasting you like candy, shooot me up with sweet glucose

real

whocares who likes me.

I dare you to do it to spite me

like bite me wanna taste my goodies?

get inside my hoodie?

get inside your car

but ha! my goodies in a jar.

that you’ll never reach down there on your level.

climb up the stairway to heavens yes there are several

in which you can revel. you rebel.

you dusty star get out your car but ride with me

outside with me.

side with me.

you know I’m right don’t hide from me..

I don’t take pity I’ll take a shitty

on your face

maybe a spitty so you can taste

the disgrace, the discredit..

used to think you could really get it

but don’t sweat it

cos fun is never regretted.

regret like I shouldn’t have saidit

but fuck it you already read it

and the past only exists after we die

so why lie?

cos the future don’t exist when you high

all we have is now..

which is why I wonder how

you’re eating a dead cow

it’s really..going..in your mouth..

You don’t even know what it’s about.

little teapot short and stout

teapot pour some fungi out

and send me 8 miles high

fungi, can you open up my my eye?

right there on my forehead

openin when I’m born and dead

I just gotta be born again

cos he not busy born is busy dying

and if you don’t getbusy you aint really tryin

only cryin like it’s alright, ma

its life and life only

but please. don’t try to console me

my whole me, my homies

be feelin like they know me

but I don’t even know me

they do deserve a trophy

we winnin while we sinnin

sprinklin cinnamon, like it’s the taste you can see

young shock g, follow me

like tumblr, like let me get your number

take me to the ocean, on the beach lets get sunburnt

let’s get some burnt

to the ground, when nobody’s around

only then can I spit these precious sounds

wavves of noise traveling like live mounds

growling when I’m angry feelin something like a hound

on the roads, displaced, scared you’ll find me in the pound

or a prison cell, where I hope to never dwell

but I’m burnin down mcdonalds if plastic fries they still sell

burnin down what makes this world a hell

expect a bad smell

but not when I’m rollin this l

for I will never tire of smoking ganj that smells fire

begging mother nature, take me higher..

P

ot.
pick it.

pick pocket
finna fly so high up in this rocket
like you can’t stop it
I can’t even stop it but I do
to pop lock and drop it
drop kick
on ya head
like whatyousaid?
pretty soon you’re gonna be dead
what in the world you thinkin o0of?
no glove no love
unless you enjoy human surplus like give everybody a hug
crowded living room like ooh where’d you get that rug?
it’s oriental.. purchased while traveling the orient
soo it wasn’t made in china for like seven cents
but nigga idc how much you spent
do what you do to pay the rent

wages so low lets ask the president:

did you think that money was heaven sent?

cent from hell

what is this world of “buy and sell”?
planted paper causing sadness to dwell
given to the ones who make me rebel
I don’t need millions
I just need to yell!
cos I was boooorn in the bottom of a wishin well

fasheezy

I’m a fucking thespian.. fux with lesbians love em but don’t fuck em.

kinda like Ner’s math class logarithms.

get it but dont trust ya,

listenin to that fire Crust huh,

that music make you wanna thrust huh, punch huh.

rage through the page put it all on paper, save now, publish post, don’t wait til later.

letters are a life saver.

waves of sound like a bellydancin bitch I crave her!

I got flavor,

maybe you can savor but

you’ll have to wait til later..

after the bleezy while we listen to weezy

feelin easy feelin sleazy

hollerin out to the universe like please mmeee

my times blind sunshine

when music becomes your enemy
definin words like you was lemony
snicket
pot pickett
pick pocket
finna fly so high up in this rocket
spot saturn, park it and lock it
mad cos earth couldn't even mock it
couldn't even jock it
maan why we can't hotttbox it?
ha. na you could never rock this
blow my kiss
you been dismissed
you can't believe this?
not my fault you gotta lisp
so unless you go by anthony kiedis...
yo dawg bump this

you can catch me solvin sudoku
cookin tofu, yo
bookmarking all these vimeos
like send me those
til my computer froze
in different area codes
hoes hoes hoes
i like writing prose
ecstatically.
first to wear anything on my waist
was stared at, now you want my taste
youth is waste, i've no haste
punch that nihilist in the face.
don't belive in bullshit caste
systems. this logarithm
my math class makin me a victim
wanna run up to a mathematician
and kick em
and pray to one day say I understand these magicians..

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and during such cold summers
we discovered braids in our hair
and let our laughs cry out
while we ran naked
into soft grass
into arms
where we would watch each other cry


casseroles for dinner
we'd capture the nostalgia of midwest u.s.a.
where i left my mother on the first night i was seventeen
and i followed him to the rooftop where the gravel fell
dust dust knowing heads, while i sat on a milk crate
and ventured into the park skipping and singing don't you pimp out my heart
i sold you shoes in hushed tones

and on the morning that i cut your hair
you named our goldfish echo
so the memory would linger for him
you wrote songs on our walls and painted over them twice
to punish the future


and now as we freak out climbing rocks
impressing the waters below, i feel your weather
this is our last summer
your whisper reminds me
oh dont you pimp out my heart
dont you pimp out my heart
of the look i earned when our eyes first met