Badman

I knew from the outset
that you were nothin but an outlet
for my sexual frustration
but I let you fall in love
(had deception)
but I based it all in trust
runnin from My feelings
but runnin to the rush
cuz if nothin else is real
we put the 'us' in lust

Have You Ever?

You ever seen a girl so fine? Who look so good, smell so nice, sound so sweet that ya dick don't even have the time to get hard? Cuz ya brain busy tryna process her? She make ya heart speed up when you see her though. And damn near put you through cardiac arrest when she pass you, leavin her scent in the air. You don't want to stare but it's like her face is a leash yanking at your neck and your eyes and ya whole upper body feel strained from not looking. And eventually you have to find any excuse to look. Something or someone in the distance so you can enjoy her with the edges of your eyes at least. The pretty face, the long hair, the firm breasts. Have you ever had a random girl excite you so? Have you?

Imaginary Bullets

i held a gun for the first time today
and the muzzle kept pointing at me
inadvertently
like there was a magnet
in the middle of my brain
or a psychic string
pulling death towards me
a frightening fascination
with the end of my story
gripped me for a couple minutes
it's a good thing
there weren't any bullets in it
i made a couple russian roulette jokes
that were met with nervous laughter
and safety tips
i'll never buy a gun
i couldn't handle it

When I'm Feelin Spiky

chick you peanut butter thick
and im tryna have my pb&j
with a side of bj
and threeplay
right after foreplay
so bring a friend and we can
eat all weekend

forget about where n when
do whatever we like
wit whoever we like
however we like
wit no syke at the back
tell me what you like in ya back
feel sum stiff
n i know you likin that
relax
no time lapse
we can do it till we collapse
play through all acts
drop tact
that ass is the only fact
biggest asset im tryna
invest in
i wanna go deep
fuck up ya digestion
it's no question
im parked
under ya question mark
the dot that like you on top
move like i like it
don't stop
got my cock hard
like fort knox
unbreakable
but my battering ram
can slam into ya walls
give you seizures
while my siege
seizes you
and don't worry baby i won't be leavin you
we can go all week
when i wink that means i believe in you

Ears to the Sky, Eyes Elsewhere

Even in the beginning,

Before any were sinning,

Before sin was in the world,

Adam was lonely

without a girl.

She herself wasn't enough

By herself.

But then

Neither was God.

The first Man walked and talked with I Am,

But he still felt lonely and unfulfilled

On an 

empty, 

perfect planet.

So God, in all His wisdom,

Created a companion.

Someone for conversation and understanding.

Because really how can an artist interact with a painting

Or an actor with his actions on stage?

The Creator is not the same as the created,

So He can satisfy some needs,

But all are not satiated.

I need to seek out more spiritually

But i won't drop the candle that's leading me.

Because i can hear His still quiet voice in the darkness

Leading me home,

But i'll still feel

lost,

cold

&

alone.

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i suppose i shouldn't be surprised that high highs

come with low lows

every mountain has a valley

and no man flies without saying hi to gravity

me and physics are getting physically closer

like how my tears are getting nearer to the bottom of my face

sitting here in the dark as i have countless times before

this time i see a metaphor

for my life to be, 

alone in a room

instead of the groom of a wife to be

but then i suppose this is called release

and catharsis is never free.

Learning to Swim

i would like to say
that these have been the best days since i've lost you
but it simply wouldn't be true
mostly it's just business as usual
with little hunger pangs
and random spurts of sadness.
im nowhere near depressed
but i do smile a little bit less.
the other day someone said i looked somber.
i've never been called that before.
but i've been feeling that way just a little bit more.
this hasn't been as easy or as hard as i imagined.
lost love, i suppose, isn't really something to be fathomed.
until you feel 100 leagues under the sea
without the slightest bit of buoyancy.
im on top mostly drifting on a raft,
but times do come when im drowning,
drowning on the past.

Pretty Lady (Or Retch)

the very thought makes me sick to my stomach.

nauseous at

the fact that

you aren't mine

and could potentially be

someone else's

"pretty lady"

Still in Love

you make my face hurt.
like when i watch a baby laugh,
i can't stop smiling.
and the burning
in my cheeks
combined with the
anti-gravity of my lips
tells me
that the joy you gift to me
is like none other.
by just being,
we laugh and break in to fits of giggles.
like little kids,
running nowhere,
for no reason
simply because they've been told
to "Go out and play."
you make me want to
ignore caution
and believe in possibility
we might be destiny
or maybe something lesser
but i know the best of me
is in you
trapped behind your
sparkling teeth
and those shiny eyes.

Real World Vow (+End)

This is a man's world
Time to cut the boyish shit
Adulthood has been here long
And I have just been avoiding it
Getting my Peter Pan on
And on
And on
It's time to end that story
Move forward
Snip my ties
To young society
And tie my ties
For the sake of propriety
Here's where I decide
To leave the past
I knew inside my heart that wouldn't last
Forever
However
Let it be known
That although I'm going off on my own...

I'm changing
But in the future whoever I become,
Whoever i am
Je t'aime,
My love,
Je t'aime.

A Moment of Weakness

This train of thought

Is gonna leave me derailed

Like a lawyer

Tryna find himself

In a job of retail

I'm Phoenix Wright, right?

So my Phoenix Righteousness

Should be like the dust

And all over me

Unfortunately

It seems it's finally

Got one over me

Has me hostage

And my kidnapping

Comes complete with a holding fee

That I honestly

Can't afford at the moment

Life seems like a bitch now don't it?

Mine is lonely

And I don't even own it

I want to

Know about ya day

But I can't say so

Because my pride always says no

And a part of me

Couldn't take it

If you were really doing fine

Spending time doing other things

When we used to talk online

I'm confused and conflicted

Had my ice cream and i licked it once

Before it fell on the ground

Now I know I can't pick it up

There's a Lost

Without Found

I highly doubt

There's any coming back

So I just gotta brave it

And be ready for these attacks

I keep clicking on your picture

Like it's gonna say hello

And even as I do

My logic says hell no

But that's OK

Or it'll have to be

It's a lot harder then I thought

To make you the past to me

Nah Right

fuck what *needs* to be done
if im fuckin doin shit, it NEEDS to be fun
im only human
so it follows that im lonely
and a humanist
(only as much as any other human is)
as well as hedonistic
so i enjoy when chicks toy wit my dick
and leave the tip dipped in lipstick
that's sort of inappropriate
but i'll appropriate and take
whatever chance that comes my way
to say things that are out of place
im the spacebar speedin in between
sentences like a race car
lay me down deep to rest
when it's my time
and let it be read on my tomb
"He had a much too much fun
ignoring that fine line."

Silenced Temptation

slightly enticed
by those cold eyes of ice
i know it's not right
but this girl
might be my plight
she's skyrocket tall
had to squint to see her beauty
put my glasses on
i could tell she was a cutie
had me tempted to touch
or at least ask her to lunch
i wanted to ask her a lot
so i figured that's really not much
she keeps smiling at me
she might be a tease
i don't really mind
cuz i quite like her teeth
they're sparkly and white
and she smiles with her eyes
she might just be acting
(that sounds better then lies)
but i won't be surprised
if she agreed to go eat
but that would mean many things
that really aren't me
so ill just stare at the sun
and keep on daydreaming

Head Start on Movement

feelin like shit
but ima get over it
i know it hit
a vital organ
but im forgin
my way to a new donor
not the owner of mine
anymore
but my time came n went
n my lifeblood is spent
like way too many dollars
in the pocket of a welfare baller
overextended my ends
and overstayed my stay
so ima be up n on my way
might take a day
to get awake
grab this body part
off the stake
but this body art is
not fake
every tat tells a story
of pain, fame, n glory
no regrets
i refuse to less then
stay big like a texan
im lex and luthor
two parts in one
doin karma sutra
ready wit some krypto
for this bitch
Lady Fate
who take n took her time
fuckin wit my mind
while i signed away
this contract and that
now im tryna get my contacts back
n see clearly again
feels like it's really nearly the end
but no fear
if this stage was a career
for me it'd be a temp job
ima blow past it
like a hemp crop
go past the drug
like i was D.A.R.E.d to
in a little bit
this little hitch
is fit to be  in my rear view
wit no hindsight
once i get my mind right
i can drive safe again
just a matter of takin in
my surroundings
cuz im down in
a spot that got me frownin
cuz GPS
is best where it's got access
and im out of range
of any brains
in the night sky
the satellites
can't tell me where to go
so ima just keep drivin
till i know
see cuz aimless
is painless
n where im meant to be
is where i was sent to, see?
so direction don't really worry me
ima hurry the
fuck up
and buck up
buck up
cuz i gotta keep it movin
don't know what
but i just gotta keep it doin
what it do
im the dude who
prosecutes lose
all i do is win
whatever bitch situation im in
im akin to a bruised fighter
who returns to a ring
frothing and tighter
more ready for the task
of smashing and attacking
keep running
running
don't stop for asking
cuz i aint got time for that
i don't know where im at
and i don't need to
i bleed blue
an alien outside
who sees you
and the rest as potential text
adding to my next
column
i went all in
and now im out of chips
n it don't feel right
least i got more shit to type
and write
...right?

Miss Thickness

i said
girl but you much too much
she said
boy that's my butt just clutch
she like when i grip it
when she aint sittin
i envision it
hundred percent juicy juice
that let loose my long neck goose
im he who's blessed
by she who's blessed
thick chest n the booty's pure thickness
uncut
like new cocaine
and just as addictive
shit's insane
she so smooth
she leave me convulsing
pelvic thrusting
im pulsing pulsing
so graphic
but im an addict
addicted to when she sit on my dick
and just squeeze on me
and my stiffy
i put her face down
n she lift me
while im deep in her back
shit drive me crazy
i forget how to act
now this punk is pumpin
thumpin
humpin her now
breathin hard
it's almost a growl
and she like how much
i like that ass
i know cuz she asked me to smash

No Argument Here

It's not that people are scared to disagree.
They just say
"Yes."
or
"Of course,
You're right."

And do what they want anyways.

If I tell a man
That when he
Steps in quicksand
Sinking will occur,
He'll nod his head
Concur!
Concur!
But he won't avoid the pit,
Until he's neck deep in shit.


And don't dare give that man
A way out
Or a helping hand
He'll smile and say "Thank you kind Sir"
But, inwardly spiteful,
He'll think you a cur


So let them learn while alone
The world is quite dark

But they'll be fine on their own

Dream Girl

what do i do
when i can't stop dreaming of you?
visions of melting,
melding
together of skin
touching lips
kissing
muscles rippling
bodies smooth into each other
flashing images
of flashing eyes
and squeezing thighs
i feel and hear
sighs on my ear
and shudder like a fallen leaf
i feel your delicate fingers
caress my chest and abs
my heart sputters
a million miles a minute
i feel your soft hands
i see your soft eyes
i know it's not real
but im dizzy in ecstasy
so i tell my body it will be
and keep dreaming
half awake

Distanced and Featureless (Or The Man With No Face)

my craving for you is like a dull constant hum always there somewhere in the back of my mind irregardless of what im doing. and it doesn't take much for it to get louder. for it to rise like the buzz of a million bees and be all i think about. you want me to see with no eyes, hear with no ears, taste with no tongue, and touch with no hands. what passion has a faceless man with no senses? what destiny has he except to disappear and hope that no one recalls he was there? you want me to be half alive with my heart forever steady, my bpm never rising. you want me to ignore, reject, and disdain this man who's insane about you. you want my beast to vanish and be replaced by a docile creature that jumps at the slightest noise. you claim you want me but i feel unwanted, an intimate friend treated like a stranger.