Got what I got now lockdown's state of mind wait and find life slipped away today’s the day to seize please believe while I breathe it’s the bee's knees on the breeze shootin’ see shoes in for improving groovin moves loose in smooth booms soon to be out the cocoon butter fly as a UFO when you let go learn the ways of the gecko blendin in like chameleons sealin’ in the flavor served like waiters from creators seen majors turned minor in plagal cadences able maintenance manufactured with ancient gifts written in texts enlisted to be absorbed brain shifted give it more give it more greedy please please me with the speedy deliveries con contemplation long awaiting paradigm gear switch Where are the minds at? appearance? Not what it seems to I guess we’re all the same in what we dream through peek-a-bo peek-a-bo be true or be seen through speak to me I speak to you if you think I’m being mean I didn’t mean to oooo oo-oo-oo ah-ah do what you gotta to be you I be me I be who I be change me you don’t need to we’re all the same in what we breathe through ooooo dee dee dee da da be who you gotta to be true I be who I be change me you don’t need to we’re all the same in what we bleed through equal I quell a wishin well well within positions past seldom visions last developed to envelop class manufacturer matt-o-fact pure chatter to back fat slaps with captured taps collapsed on time like back when I was 9 in my mind when pops taught the toe tap naw tob kick back you gotta feel that and like that I was on a tribe tack packed a sack with no eyes back knowing there’s no act when the inside maps lie flat cap on on the zodiac exact math counted at every turn plenty learned lessons eventually I will earn my keep with any opportunity presented until then I don’t sleep see - it - through see - it - through be who you be I be true truthfully I’m me how I mean to ooooo ee - ee - ee eh -eh be - be who you may may I be me you be you I be to stay change me you don’t need to we’re all the same in what we dream through

I’m a horse waiting for the slug Your a puddle in the summer emanating funk the bus will be here in a moment the mirror draws you near enough to lose what’s left of focus The sun it beats down to alight the way colors like no other but all you see is gray Turn the crank now Put it into gear I don’t care where we’re headed Let just get out of here I guess I’m a whale and my ambition is gone to keep swimin’ circles in this dingy little pond dingy little pond this dingy little pond They wanted to be friends So they swung the axe and buried that hatchet right into my back Larger than the average guy the water wicked right off I can’t ask for apologies for what I forgot Now the trail is in flames And the month tastes sweet I guess I can enjoy the pan and the heat The block is getting old the kid is growing up They say I can’t get my cake just by showing up just by showing up Well, a man’s gotta eat and a dog’s gotta sleep Be aware of your hands when that hound’s counting sheep Everything she wrote could be a foot in the door it’s not about where you are but how you explore but how you explore but how you explore I’m not just a sip but a tall drink of water Think before I tip on what you had to offer Service with a smile buttoned up Tucked nipped at the whiskey dripped in my cup dripped in my cup I wish some would shut up while I wait for the up tick Peep me on the outskirts cause I’m outer like sputnik like sputnik Everything she wrote could be a foot in the door it’s not about where you are but how you explore but how you explore it’s not about where you are but how you explore….

Forgot about the paper forgot about the letters forgot about the mouth now what falls must fester is it all for the better or all in the mirk the calls coming in so I’m comfortably berzerk-er revert reasons for the eve’s end that never quite added to the cash and the flash that could capture the average AT it to adapt and they actually had it but the savages reacted and the rats couldn’t back it so it’s blade in the spine with a wave and a handshake saving for a time when that maze is a pancake I’d wade in the brine but those lines are too damn fake raiding my mind for a sign of that ham shank meat on a beat or its fickle captains seated on the streets sailing ships on piss trickles if I had a nickle for the missiles that were really limp pickles I’d have a fist full of spittle and no sips to wet my whistle hey little doggy got a tooth you can spare? open mouth none come out oddly their gums are bare wonder where they went underwear no Clark Kent cause their garments look the part but not their apartments Exploration for a formant Meta forage Restoration effort for a Forelived mortgage Explore for a formant A splendid meta forage Evidence of allusion From a student of this portage Explore for a formant Meta forage Expedition shepherd with a Coordinate shortage Explore for a formant A splendid meta forage Evidence of this body In a concrete forest Sprocket locked Fixed in the grove Rocket shot Aiming at the moon Socket shock Watch your fingers with this dude Aqua socks Fluid in these shoes Culture pop Bubble gum Halter top Gut divulgin' So call yer pops Tell him beta rocked the caldron Cause your daddy's got to know When someone's challenging the sultan Princess Your crown is crude Ingest Gulp my clownin for a few Interest Until I get to that tomb Invest Cause no chest is bullet proof Treasure trove Precious mettle The pressure grows Let it settle Headed for the rocks below Pumpin on the pedals Measure when to exit Retro rebel so it's Credit due trek... Investor... plus a Check a one two To my bill collectors If I had a level I’d settle out this scene But I’ve only got a kettle so I’m just letting off steam Exploration for a formant Meta forage Restoration effort for this bored kid’s porridge Explore for a formant A splendid meta forage Evidence of allusion From a student of this portage Explore for a formant Meta forage Exploration sheppard with a Coordinate shortage Explore for a formant A splendid meta forage Evidence of this body In a concrete forest Exploration for a formant Meta forage Restoration effort for this bored kid’s porridge Explore for a formant A splendid meta forage Evidence of allusion From a student of this portage Explore for a formant Meta forage Restoration effort for a forelived mortgage Explore for a formant A splendid meta forage Evidence of this body In a concrete forest

A purple heart bleeds stirin’ deeds from the soul These words are a fire with a burnt orange glow Intention is spying above from the blue A dove wing on a prayer with the whitest of hues I’m an evening at the table with mignon on filet pink in the middle sippin’ aged cabernet 5 stars they are seven if you care to inspect my grey rocked on that beta like the gold on my neck That crimson true got me powder blue tangled so I’m a Pin stripe suit with a crisp new Kangol Clean off the lot no dust no dents housing velveteen thoughts with that white picket fence As green tinted windows change shade with the moods I’m on that sunset glow Over fields of chartreuse Fuchsia like an orchid My true colors will shine for evermore kid True colors ….. Can’t ever be distorted True color Of that there is no other Thinking true Pink n blue Inking sunset suppers True color Versatile like butter the palate is the rudder When the callouses uncover Golden soul Never black hearted Cucumber Cool You can burn dark red and while that Fiery fury defiles Light lemon joys My blank mind purifies lies and white noise On back streets with black sheep That’s where greener grains grow The blueprint is complete time to heave up that rainbow I’m a honey blonde tele like the axe that I play Birdseye maple With the pearl inlay Grayed into this role like An old pair of boots Dues saved from my chips No gold parachute Got the green light to be nice On these types of beats sliced Bleed the spice life A sapphire salmon reprise Not born to the purple Yet living in the black Tickled pink by the hurdles Never raise a white flag Bright like canary yellow My commentary is my very mellow True Color…. Of that I’ll never let go True color Of that there is no other Thinking true Pink n blue Inking sunset suppers True color Versatile like butter the palate is the rudder When the callouses uncover

Given an easel and an arms length I forged an armistice with the alarms raised as harms way paved rosy pathways I’d trade the farm to get back to that yarn’s state spoolin cast away floating on this raft today as tomorrow's mast sways to encapsulate that phase that is a matchstick poised on the striker as the batshit deploys from the void of the viper will it burn? yellow, orange, red filled with earned mellow dias and the bored hands shed exorbitant insubordinance like fuck your ordered tints my rainbow looks plain though the subtleties befuddled me at the start the flames thrown set the pain aglow and the puddled grief conceived the jumbled art but is it disarray? or just a display of this day and age whisked away with the refrain and the stain of the page same ol same terrain but different frames portray new views to break the chains And fade to gray What I save today becomes tomorrow On time borrowed Mind designed to don the cargo cause it's far to go like Bermuda, Bahama, Key Largo