Flesh and the Conflict

I need this body
My soul is not comfortable
With these memories
Lots of unfinished business
Unpaid debts and apologies
Some unanswered questions
Of the origin and the end
I cant travel like this
Ohhh please dont stay mad at me
That would be hell
Cause i have no mind to go out of
Wouldn't it be a crazy experience
To scream for forever
If i hold on to times concept
That's just how it may seem
Calling it madness
Cant lie
There is still much misunderstanding
And no sense to travel this way
Some things cant be thrown away
I need this body
To help me filter
This bombardment that is life
You pay for the way you ride
Cant travel like this
No trench or abyss to bury this...
Im not laughing
Beneath the surface a demon is
Euthanized
Its for the better and it'll just get worse
I cant let it out
Cant lock it away
Not suitable for the soul

A Condition

I got PTSD from slavery
My great great great great grand stolen
Elders had it and passed it hereditarily  
Nothing to heal the discrepancy
In the unity
They say get a job and consume
The system religiously
No need to trace roots, get assimilated
Thru the TV and be a finger pointing
Comedy and allow your people to die
In the streets by each other and the police
The leader who supposedly looks out
For me, hoards us into ghetto communities
For political promises
Only to be left empty
Like souls that crucify their own
To reach monetary goals
Turning our Earths and Queens to
Cosmetic silk androgynous hoes
Isolated by the anxiety
I developed terror syndrome
Ready to grab my chrome and
Exercise this devil
Cause my emotions are numb to the bone
Mom might be crack
Daddy done roamed
Education system makes you a drone
Cant read or write and dont wanna know
The rose that burst thru the concrete
Will look around and never feel at home

Lost In Physical Purpose

The bottom of existence
Not to far separated from the elements
So far the question is intelligence
Hail the sun and dirt for the sustenance
I know of atoms but who is adam
Trained animals kill savages
And capture beasts
And then shoot all the buffalo
Some will argue the profit of times
And devalue life with no resistance
Why did edison undermine Tesla?
Historical fame for crude electric
Finding our place requires investigation
Blindly kneeling to doctrines
With lordly deceptions
A requiem to the leaders fall to deaf ears
And all beneath them know status
Is the distance
Printed paper and gold
Materialistic morals
Lost souls

The Book of Figment

In the book of schizophrenia
The worm in the feces is worshipped
Pale skins claimed glory without sweating
The soulless iron eagle rained
On those who heard strange
Sounds in the wind
A murderous hybrid paid respects to the slanderous
The fires never apologized for burning
The grown are told who and what to despise
2000 years of ignorance
No object will ever dwarf creation
Fractal and Fibonacci are children of infinity
Between reason and necessity
Where does man exist
Hide the stolen secrets
Return to darkness
In the name of the TV snow
Feed your children the greedy

Shut Down

I cant get to the dream world
The dayz events repeat and rewind
I cant shut these eyes of mine
Call on a spirit named wine
Go on about how to live
Lost in the loop of a abyss
Out of black i came with a scream
Back to black the binge had to end
How i must be a tortured soul
Why aren't the people i see ghosts
They grew balls, now their side neck whispers are tasteless jokes
Oh fear leave the children
Allow me to show them horror
I am the moment before eternal sleep
Judgment without proper investigation only makes you a creep
Please stop, you dont exist
No recognition of the source was given
So must i pray and drift away
It's now in the hands of an illusion
I know why you look at me strange
I refuse to let you in my brain
Zombies with no names
Things are heavy now
The energy has decayed
I fall apart in reality
The pieces rebuild the dream world
The dayz are endless, so are the nights
My eyes are reels stuck on highlights
When bloodshot red you wont end up dead
Not emotions but controlled by spirits

And How Low

And the mind goes blank
Looking down at the page
What was said should be forgotten
You will just spill it all out anyway
Mostly when your low
Nothing to spend
Nowhere to go
All alone
Like a blank page
Begging for attention
A scribble
Or instruction
Fill me with lead
Poison me with ink
Let me be your psychiatrist
The constant getting down
Will make you sick
On some hulk shit
Green at the gills from rotting
Wish somebody would write
"Writers Block"
And call it a day

Mud and Hoses

Charlie Bronson
In a Cadillac
Talking bout he strapped...
All these bitches think
Im happy to see them
The pussy will be paradise
She super horny and got a pink thing
I said "hold this"
She called it a taste test
Carrot green hydrate
Its a buffet
I think too long
Call her Goddess
You got
You got me
You got what i need
You got me on my knees
I sweat this story
She dont hesitate
I'm for the taking
Asking her to make me hers
Any way without her
Why suffer this.. worse
Anywhere with you
You are the ends, my earth
Tears of the tough guy ready to die
...and she dont wanna see me go
So the ish must ride
Cause all these ...
High on exaggeration
She say "you Cadillac Bronson"
The dead call him Charlie
CCMF