(written in 2012)
I learned from the martyrs
of before me
And now I'm here
To tell you my incomplete story
Told thru every stinkin'
Sausage link line couplets
Swallow these hollow depths
Of paradoxic witticisms
Sideline spittin' criticisms
Silence filled the air with my voice
Then they listened
So listen--listen up
I walked out on a pair of docks
Straddling scallops with a mismatched
Pair of socks
Dodging federales and a staring cop
Making honest money
But I dress with apparent guap
Confusion stops
Only when the party pops
Panties drop
When the BAC level goes up a notch
Swiggin' scotch
Like a lawyer watching his watch
Watching Sopranos
like a broker watching stocks
Now im swiggin' beer with pretentious hops
Tipped to avenge my sobriety
But I got hiccups
Thought train switches up
Maybe I should mix the liquor up.
Floating towards me was a girl
In a halter top
No cleavage so my demons
Couldn't act up
Not two seconds in
5 dude friends acting blocks
I wasn't shocked
This tiger lily
Was a hot spot
With no tied knot
Knuckle rock
Eyes like tsunami dots
I turned back to my drink
Back to what I got
I wrote a rhyme on a napkin
Flittin' jots
Fearful, confident
Waiting for my album to flop
Left hand on the trigger
Right hand on the self destruct.
The question is can you lead these people?
A fist holds a mic like
A church holds a steeple
What is the nature of rhyming?
What is the nature of
Whatever nature of the nature you're surrounded?
Everyday growing confounded
And yet I persevere
Though I smile while I joke
I'm holding back a tear
Are you not seeing this here?
My paradox.