Am I crazy

I Am Superman?

Last night at the kitchen table
He told his mother he wanted to be a hero
After washing his hands before taking to his homework
But as he heads out, all he sees is Villains and Negros
A city filled with faithless people
Thinking if they don't believe then where will he go
Losing a grip on the dreams in tow
The red, white & blue he won’t tell and show
As fear invades and overthrows as sirens grow
As his mother near the schoolyard cruises slow
He slides his seat a little low and wonders how can he ever change what’s seen from behind tinted windows?
Hmm… but he likes those rims tho, kryptonite for the kids yo’
But what hurts worse is being a man broke, so he rides, comfortable in mind saying “I just can't afford to soar any mo'” cause daily it's a planet cold without x&o's
Now it's simply "Get Money Ho’"
Yeah little man copes not a ...

War

War's a whore
Her body’s a battlefield
Sex in her eyes
Seen a lot of single, divorced, married men killed
Some captured
Those I come after
The second you touch
She feels loved and ***s ‘til blood
Heavily equipped
Scan the terrain to machine gun lips
Pucker up but before I can cut, alarms erupt
And they told me she sucked
***
Hands on her hips evading deadly kisses
I bury my head in her bosoms
Firm trenches
Below the target of heated nipples
Hands rise to cripple but not here can I defuse erected missles
Forced to advance onward, take time
My caution wanders warnings to navel land mines
Sliding across her unguarded waist line
Slowly I trek over sensitive ground
No bush to confuse her view or camouflage my troops
Approaching the compound
Moans tremble lands calm
Nails and her palms
Napalm, ...

Abstract

My art needs to be refined

They advise
that my talents could bode well
for those ambitions of mine

If you’d follow common trends
You’d attain more friends
If you’d ditch irregular subjects for ordinary concepts
More would grace your galleries on weekends

A common pattern, pick a common shape

Then I'd be accepted
and socially enshrined in no time

Just follow the rules
Just try to color a little more inside the lines

Well *** a pattern, *** a shape

Yeah I could *** traditional
but I’d rather make love unconventional

Why would I paint a square
when my hands are so lyrical

Triangles and circles

C’mon why you teach us to reach typical

They say he has an ego
He just portrays what he wants
Truth is I’m offering more to the people

You simply give it all and I prov...

A Lust for Angel's

Sunday evenings
out seducing angels
with my heavenly scented cologne
Seated right beside
with my claws on her halo
trying to convince now that I have her alone
Reluctant at first
because her father doesn't even know that she's
actually gone
A fallen beauty
ordering more shots of cranberry patron
In attempts to ease her mind
into the thoughts of being with a man charmingly unknown
The sacred hesitation
among divine conversations on our coming revelations
Talking about life and her desire to remain pure
out of the fear that her religious family might somehow disown
but after a while of spoken scriptures
we're kissing on each other
and taking pictures
as a darker side of her is finally shown
I knew she was good
but I knew this fire could burn deep enough to turn
Whispering in my ear
"Hey baby c'...

Am I crazy

Doctors tie me down
they wanna check me into the asylum
Many say I've lost my mind
but I say I'm just not ready to go and find them
I'm them
That's right
Characters of insanity
imagine meeting me
a man of multiple personalities
because one night I was tired of fighting with myself
and that's when I decided
that I was gonna be somebody else
Hey calm down
relax and take these pills
You're clearly living in a realm
were things aren't actually real
Yes they are
and they'll be coming back soon
but I think we'll fit nicely in this plush padded room
Straight jackets
white moons
strapped in and I can't escape
Bouncing off a world that they wanna erase
Drifting out in orbit
already believing that my mind has enough space

Arson

I light fire to the pen
and ignite the page
Then stand back
leaving the open book in flames
until ashes of my thoughts remain
Let you inhale the smoke
from the flaring memories I wrote
as you cough and choke
on the remnants of burning notes
Trying to cover your mouths
but the intensity
keeps you vomiting out
gasping, asking what is it about
While your eyes begin to scorch
your skin becomes pale and torched
Your mind panicking for a way to escape
but the blaze has you contained
in the chapters of every page
Feeling the soot build up
limiting your ability to breathe
Then the headaches ensue
and you can't clearly conceive
just what these written words mean
Trapped in my inferno
of tales and stories you've never
witnessed before
as each breath begins to slow
Struggling to re...

Mu-SICK

Every radio is showing symptoms of your flu
We gotta quarantine your singles and ring tones dude
then check the current health of your albums debut
so we can produce a prescription for these many
bad reviews
Diagnosed with having a lack of originality
some called swag
without lyrical actuality
Now we gotta recall all things you
remove the mic
drop your project
ban from the booth
then cease all concerts, appearances
and future interviews
until we figure out what to do
before the record company's buried in lawsuits
Cease and desist
to erase from iTunes
and halt any further downloads on Zune
then release a statement to the news
of what safety measures use
in preventing this mental abuse
The first step is to
extract the headphones so they don't have to listen to
the same Mu-sick that's killing you