Who resides up in my mind? There’s someone that’s a ghost to me I ask him to unlock the door but he looks, laughs, and flaunts the key Why will he not just open up and tell me who I’m s’posed to be? I hate the things he haunts me with and all the things … More Beelzebub
Don’t you call me crazy just because my mind is mad I would sacrifice my brain if it weren’t the only one I had I think in rhythm Speak in rhyme There’s darkness always darting through this shaded shattered mind Worlds are built with all the guilt and pain that plagues the thoughts I think … More The Cheshire Cat
Most these words will fly right by the people who don’t read, yo The ones who do have understood them since their early teens, so Don’t criticize just recognize I say the words I mean I’ve been through hell so let me tell you all the things I’ve seen Society, it’s all a farce They … More Off the End
Cars and clothes are cool, I guess They’re great when you want girls and sex It must be nice to be so dumb When every line you write is numb Numb from all the things we feel And all the shit that makes life real Bigger houses, bigger banks You paid her tab? Hey … More I Don’t Rap
Listen, critic, please understand Read these words, and watch my hand You joke about these poems I write You say they’re rigid, and won’t take flight Let me explain one thing to you You clearly don’t get what I do My words are raw, they don’t need flair And honestly, I do not care I … More Critics
Masks are nice, they’re pretty, right? Just look at what I wear tonight This suit is fitted – these winds? Or not You’d love all of these things I’ve got All the lights shine onto you When we fall in this photo booth Yeah, its fun, alright I guess How everything lights up that … More Windsor Knots
A man is lost in a dilemma His love, his heart, his dearest Stella She dances, sings, does everything That causes men to offer ring But there’s one knot tied in this chain He never thought he’d love again He was sent off, to war, you see And it was thought, that died, had … More Love
Picture this: you’re eighty-three and open up a photo book All your family’s front of you and sees each smile; every look I assume most in the room have not even been born of yet But each of them, with every grin, will hear the things you won’t forget You will sit there and recall … More Gratitude
Prisons profit, peasants plea, but they don’t seem to listen, see Why should I abide by men when law can make me rich again? Tell me more about this thing, this concept carved into your ring Tell me of this thing you touch this, thing you claim that you call “justice” I’ve created all the … More Prisons Profit
If you lived inside a padded tower and held all of the people’s power never sweating on your brow What would you do? Would you make the people cower, would you make them serve somehow, would you make the people bow? Or do you think that you would prove? Prove what? I’m glad you asked, … More Moonstruck
How the World Should Work 