---just me on some bullshit again-----enjoy....
so it’s just me/john Muhammad busting shots from my Buick ~
blood clots leaking fluid ~ look, this is more than just music.
It’s more or less ~ certain folks I’m addressing, 12stepping~ my indiscretions
deep aggression starting to lessen, popping antidepressants.
Character assessment painting me as so unstable
knowing I’m incapable of separating the nonfiction fromfable.
Label me a recluse, excuse me~ just going through withdrawals
phone calls go unanswered, cancerous in my pitfall…8ball/
I keep shaking up/equating love with betrayel/closest katswanna see me fail
raining hail/longs walk on brimstone/postponing medetailing..my
real problems/a microcosm ~ of Angels & Goblins
oxycotin got me hittin the freeway bumping Phil Collins…
I’m outta options/truth be told ~ grown bored with thesmoking & drinking
now pouring my soul through an inkpen/sipping on Lipton ~eyes squinting.
As i flip through photo’s, Yaphet Kotto ~ thought I couldn’tget any darker
bad thoughts that I harbor/often times wanna die as a Martyr.
arguably ~ my artistry ~ is only parts of me that I want youto see
normally, the amount of I porn I see ~ is voiding out my warranty..


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