Why you always look at me? Its really creepy, Mr B In bed, at work, the times I pee Those beady little eyes I see You realize you can roam around? It’s not like you are trapped in the pound It’s weird when I don’t hear a sound Then I look down, you’re on the … More Stop Looking at Me
Every single second Each and every single day Is a blessing given to us For us to use and play Life is but a moment A brief wrinkle in time A canvas to be colored In or outside of the line You see, its not a rigid path Through which all are meant … More Make it Count
Try to focus elsewhere Than the hurt that’s in my vein I’m cheating on the healing For I’m sleeping with the pain I want it gone tomorrow But tonight I need the strain It captivates, it motivates It keeps me in this lane What would I be without it? Would I be the same? Continue … More Pain
True intentions lie within But as you play the game of sin The dirty secrets start to out Revealing what you’re all about It’s happened since The dawn of time And as I write This lovely line There’s folks that think They dodge the fray But we all know They’re in the play Act 2, … More Leadership
Pain It fills my veins Evades the remedies Reaches all my extremities A life of love so temporary, I allude I opt instead for darkness, and solitude Pen and pad are all I want, they’re all I need Though I try to hide the pain, each day I grieve Search for calm and peace of … More Pyramid
Hello, my lovely lady I hope I see this through And show this to you one day Because I wrote it just for you We don’t yet know each other One day, we shall acquaint Ignite the spark we’ve searched for And love without restraint Tomorrow, maybe later I know not how or when I … More To You, My Other Half
It’s funny really, sit back and watch At all the people, climbing notch Try to break an industry That only wants to catch, release They all want content, what they need A mind like mine, that doesn’t feed On all the bullshit, all the fake And how much money can I make This game is … More Keep it Close
The real inside you wants to out Because you know what you’re about It’s scratching, teething, ripping in Creating so much real tension The world is wasted, the time is ours To fix these fucking scrapes and scars These people all have gone to hell It’s time we step up, fix the shell Well do … More The Real You
This is a story, of that I’ll tell As I fill my black inkwell A pen and pad, it works I think Yet naught compares to quill, and ink To sit within this room of black And think of all the world shall lack The pain I feel, I think it so The same as … More My Black Inkwell
You want an album? No I say Cause I don’t rap, not any day I just write, my words they say Enough for you and me today I get it, all these things I write They make sense when you read at night This world is filled with hate and fright And reading lends … More No I Say
How the World Should Work 