Playing #11

I’m thinking warm honey on ya body, drip by drip You visualize and cover up like a nipple slip Young  fast talker, a city tongue is my swiftest gift Ecstasy is measured in moments, never tick by tick I’m known

Playing #11

I’m thinking warm honey on ya body, drip by drip You visualize and cover up like a nipple slip Young  fast talker, a city tongue is my swiftest gift Ecstasy is measured in moments, never tick by tick I’m known

Close to you

The grounds are still stained with bad words…. We’re passed words, about past words, and now we don’t even pass words No access to the land I use to love I’m home sick War torn heart Every picture I saw

Close to you

The grounds are still stained with bad words…. We’re passed words, about past words, and now we don’t even pass words No access to the land I use to love I’m home sick War torn heart Every picture I saw

Shad at your service

Treating the bad girls, good, because they need more care And I’m more careful On bad days, I’m more cheerful And do all listening, until my ears full And have empathy, so I can feel you( and be more careful)

Shad at your service

Treating the bad girls, good, because they need more care And I’m more careful On bad days, I’m more cheerful And do all listening, until my ears full And have empathy, so I can feel you( and be more careful)

History is taught. His story is never told

I wonder about history If they never burnt those libraries down. Destroyed the knowledge as they raided Told the young your glory never excised Executed the warriors, and sowed the land with salt, then made sure our women bore their

History is taught. His story is never told

I wonder about history If they never burnt those libraries down. Destroyed the knowledge as they raided Told the young your glory never excised Executed the warriors, and sowed the land with salt, then made sure our women bore their

Pen Pain

Sat at the table as life gave me that pain gift I choose that “game” bitch As my main chick Shit got dangerous Not ever is a lane shift is smooth These are the changes And buried under all of

Pen Pain

Sat at the table as life gave me that pain gift I choose that “game” bitch As my main chick Shit got dangerous Not ever is a lane shift is smooth These are the changes And buried under all of

God Stopped Playing Your Song

Can you imagine a sound A sound that you have known all your life A sound that you loved to hear and silenced the world to listen too Imagine that you can never here that sound again That sound can

God Stopped Playing Your Song

Can you imagine a sound A sound that you have known all your life A sound that you loved to hear and silenced the world to listen too Imagine that you can never here that sound again That sound can

Sitting on the Church Steps

Giving care to those who don’t allow themselves to receive Taking care away from those why grown too accustomed This is the mood of those who have been exposed to the reality, that people are people Fucked up, Flawed, and

Sitting on the Church Steps

Giving care to those who don’t allow themselves to receive Taking care away from those why grown too accustomed This is the mood of those who have been exposed to the reality, that people are people Fucked up, Flawed, and