Carve balance.
A piece of violence
A piece of peace
Closed eyelids.

Eleven on the first/
Seven on the second/
Thirteen on the third/
Whatchu know about it?/
Whatchu know about it/
Whatchu know about it/
Have I done enough?/
Better know I doubt it/
What do you know about getting things done?/
Nothing to show as we circle the sun/
Never had one/
Always had two/
Not good enough for the “nothing to do”/
Nothing is something when sitting and rotting/
I never been much on Hakuna Matata
Nothing is something when clearing the head/
Head over heels on the floor or the bed/
Sixty nine times that I waited be wed/
Then I turned Seventy off with my head/
Why have I waited when not many do?
Not that it counts but I waited for you/
Not that I knew it I might have been stupid/
I might have been swallowing poison to do it/
Attended for years and I heard what they said/
That was my sentence a prisoner's debt/
Thought I was free?/
Thought I was me/
Figured the truth was just all they could teach/
Bathe in the mud and we’ll never be clean/
Washing our brains with the white on the sheet/
Been washing my hands with the blood of a lamb/
An image of animal slaughtered by man/
The image of God is there on my friend/
And on my enemy.


Just keep it lookin’ at planes in the sky/
Never have been to Chatham or Versailles/
Shout just enough to hide snivel and cry/
Swinging at me with a plank in your eye/
Maybe I’ll put the whole thing in your mouth/
Keep the lip quivering look like a trout/
Open Hand slap man you pussy don’t pounce/
If it’s “too much” leave your brains on the couch/
And on my enemy/
Been lacking sympathy/
Never had empathy/
Get your own effing cheese/
Dead weight or threaten me/
Beat it you’re dead to me/
Save you the pleasantries/
Never had what??
Never had frenemies/
Saving my energy/
Plottin’ my legacy/
Building a better me/
Keeping it cleanily/
EK is ebony/
Live over reverie/
Live over who?
Some of these sonics they come with a view/
Few different pictures but all of ‘em true/
Acid on seven four middle canoe/
Tripping on water that looked like a zoo/
Spent the day floating on nothin but blue/
Sletzer in hand man you know what it do/
Do as I please I don’t follow a rule/
Following’s not what I’m really into/
Some of you followers smell like a loo/
Slouching and smellin like been huffing glue/
Waiting on others to judge what is cool/
Everything’s different but nothing is new/
Me I don’t listen to noone but crew/
Plate full of bloomy rind pass on the bleu/
Get me charcuterie fresh honeydew/
Keep staching capitol wait for accrue/
Four in the morning/
And I’m zoning/
Can’t get my mind/ (mind)
Off these poems/
Living in later/
Not the moment/
Keep my head open/
Bare emotive/
Now I’m floating/
Barely noticed/
But they quote it/
And you know it! (and you know it!)

Look
They say our bootstrap theory/
Just won’t fit on all these feet/
I can’t believe em’/
For us under Old Glory/
Vicious bears under defeat/
I can’t believe em/
They say We’re all We think about/
Won’t get up out our seats/
I can’t believe em’/
Renegades for parents/
Steeled in furnace heat/
I can’t believe em’