Uhbout Murder

I grabbed him and threw him over a rail. He died.

He came back to life like zombies do. Even zombies shit. Ever smell a zombie poo?

Anyway. He came for revenge. He threw at me machetes

I said, you ain’t ready. And I attacked him with a flamethrower.

Before he died I put a picture to his face, “Do you know her?!”

Yes. That’s me.

I put a hand in the air, Taxi!


Terminally Ill

I’m a slicker city
Shining like a city sticker on a Maserati
Or a blue striped shark Bugatti
I’m like otti when I show my body
I’m crazy I’m handsome
I’m lazy I’m ransom
In highschool I ran some
From rival gangs
My idols slain
They died in drive-bys
One even had his wake shot up
Out of the coma I got up from
I think your occupation is dumb


So Crazy

I’m going CRAZZZYYYY! My mind is about to BURST.!.

Like car bombing a hearse passing thru enemy turf

I don’t say, things could be worse, I say, things could be better

I’m like a cleaver minus a letter – I’m clever

I put shit together at the drop of a hat, a fallen sombrero

Funny guy,,,, like Will Ferrel

A soldier with style, Salvation Army apparel

A soldier with class, overseas getting ass

You ever think while driving….what if I just crash?

Like, I got the freedom to do it, I could literally do it

If it wasn’t for music I would have died ten years ago, maybe sooner

I can spit hard raps then switch up the swag and morph to a crooner

That’s called, versatility. Fuck yo facility. And facile abilities. I’m on another level. Another notch. I’m the type to rub my finger on a Barbie’s crotch… … and get turned on. I’m contagious and the germ is strong. I did nothing wrong except everything. I did nothing right except everything. I see the beauty in petty things. Ready slings bring rubble to enemies, a heavy sedentine.

I’m going crazy, over and over
I ride a Rover into the ground and walk the rest of the way
I crashed in a barn and slept on a heap of hay
When I awoke
I thought of a joke and wrote it down


The Crazy Flow

Ok I have a few minutes
To dedicate to
My blog to medicate you
I saw renegade youth
In the streets of Paris
Serious niggas
Like Justice Clarence
I drove parents
To a soccer game
And forgot to pick em up
So an hour later I sent
My automated truck
To get em
Aliens I met em in Neptune
In a city called Neptuna
I brought them food from Earth
Called Tuna
They were psyched about it
Their mouths watered and foamed
The Year of Magical Thinking
Like Joan Didion, Didion Joan
Keeping up with the Joneses, huh?
The loans, the Cubs
The shrugs at all vicinities
Waiting on my downfall
Is like counting to infinity
I’m Holy like the Trinity
I took a dip in serendipity
Quickly how I move it along
Show me your boobs in a thong