Yo, I had a dream I was Ballbeam -
a rather blunt, less tactful -
Scare-O-Dactyl
back when black babies was gator bait and
what hogs ate -
chronic flatulence explained the stench
of my fake funeral home burying corpses
in my backyard and a jar filled w/ hundreds
of teeth w/ gold fillings of these
Max Schreck - biting no clue tracksuit
Nosferatu who -
sold tickets to stimulate their taste receptors
on my testicles - as a prize offered in raffle -
a word weaver wizard w/ vitiligo -
a man w/a lion’s face
w/ ears and head of a water buffalo -
then I woke up but it wasn’t
a dream -
everything was as it seems -
I’m from that Luke and Laura era -
Angie and Jessie era -
Ted and Dixie -
Erica and Dimitri -
when love in the afternoon -
becomes intolerable again by 6am -
fried like the wrong end of a crack stem -
the thing I hated about taking the 1st early
morning train to Poughkeepsie from Grand Central
is sharing the public bathroom w/ the dead living -
the sight of watching the dead living -
Specters- w/ their tissues almost liquefied
and mummified skin and tendons
making their way towards disintegrate -
bones that will soon break -
as their soft collagen inside them
begins to deteriorate -
leaving nothing but the brittle mineral frame
the personification of the blight of MAN
and we’re comfortably callous to the
casual indifference - we’ve
developed a tolerance
the dead living -
bathing themselves in the sink
nauseating the scent of the
unbathed ungodly becomes visceral -
as if the stench was an extended limb
tapping you on the shoulder -
demanding your undivided attention -
none left unscathed -
the fumes which emit from these
ass wretches of hell demand that
you finish your business as hurriedly as humanly possible -
just to evade contamination of their filth through proxy -
a stigma of illness -
BEANS is just that crazy uncle of Hip Hop -
kept in the attic nobody talks about -
outside -
it’s humid but his teeth are chattering -
he’s sitting in a chair teetering
and we were told not to tell -
putting GOD on mute -
the uninitiated grew weary as he
murmurs quietly in a corner
a mantra over and over to
himself -
skull sizzle -
it’s skull sizzle -
that skull sizzle -
so skull sizzle -
BEANS is a spider w/a scorpion’s tail previously
encased in amber -
assigned gender and race to GOD
so do you -
see the deity in you?
roast an ox drink rum
administered oath w/ drawn blood -
mixed w/ gunpowder and grave dirt
distribute the mixture to drink
w/ the promise of protection -
and capture a bullet w/ bare hands -
a venomous ulcer that threatens to disperse
malignancy -
that’s what it means to me to MC -
infectious and crafty insurgencies -
share words in a collective dream like film -
fluently musically a nightmare no leash
agonizer insurrector no gas mask
you ain’t Garett Morgan you gassed -
never ask permission to make change -
ask for permission it won’t change -
balance disrupt orator special overtone
to the ordinary through auditory -
fertile territories vast to cultivate images
to connect one piece @ a time creating
a storyline -
through a journey writing my way out -
write - to shed light start a fire w/a lemon -
took a nap in a morgue got cremated -
molecules ripped apart at the subatomic level -
air arranged in rotation -
like a babysitter tying a toddler
suspended to a ceiling fan centrifugal -
a fan enthusiastically devoted to
persona -
OH, ye of big dreams and low result -
what a vast vault of insufficient funds
you are -
Bitch Macho y’all be rhyming like y’all gender swapped skin suits -
beam voices in your skull w/a telepathic ray gun -
the voice tells you -
weep now -
your lord hates you -
relax, and worship me -
this is disinformation -
invisible radiation -
malignant -
how you claim you rhyme you benign
you fake news tsunami -
I aspire - to be a bonfire -
a halo of barbed wire -
to fold you like clean clothes you -
you past due took aim but misfired
ate MC’s like toenails -
made enchiladas out they entrails -
Mr. host a bake sale to build a bomb -
Pyramid Scrawl
flame out a scroll -
impact of stepping on a Lego -
the point of contact painful -
no unicorns to jizz rainbows -
frigid as if the anal probe was an icicle -
no wonder your attitudes be so off tempo -
so angelic -
even my poop has halos -
a decorative garnish -
this is pink Himalayan salt
on fried fruit -
Wuhan bat soup -
y’all sturdy like Trump’s border wall -
I’ll huff and I’ll puff then a gust
of high winds blows down all a y’all -
forward momentum of your trajectory in
deficiency - lyrically estranged -
but my BLACK MAMBA ASTRA -
is a non-conventional propulsion mass reduction device w/ vertical
electrostatic lines charges in each corner to generate a force
per volume combining lift and propulsion -
comprised of an inner resonant cavity wall
an outer resonant cavity and microwave emitters
electrically charged outer resonant cavity wall -
microwave emitters create high frequency
electromagnetic waves through the resonant cavity to vibrate in an
accelerated mode repulsive gravity -
my BLACK MAMBA ASTRA -
flown through a void
air resistance reduced generating a vacuum -
sails smoothly the void within vacuum -
in a triangular hull -
I traverse -
flying around - making friends w/a cloud
in a wonderful view -
hovering over you -
for simplicity -
my BLACK MAMBA ASTRA -
is a black Dorito shaped flying saucer
w/a hole in the middle -
I’m James Banning moving @ speeds that exceed exceptional -
with all the excitement of blank paper
I’m Lyedecker - Jim Brown’s obsidian cowboy
in 100 rifles
Fucking Raquel Welch -
Fucking Raquel Welch -
in a frenzy, ecstatically, enthusiastically -
w/ all the savagery that he can muster -
a plague of locusts -
my pen no pleasantries -
the bulb @ the end of the tunnel extinguished
this is coronavirus w/a splash of lime and cauterize rappers rapping -
in a premenstrual fashion
running your mouth ain’t an exercise
another fill in the blank fuck rapper who never fails to fail
all blunder and all breadcrumbs to hell
infertile w/ word spawn and the beats you on is stillborn - they don’t move me -
unrealized - I am SARS West Nile
E. Coli Bird Fly Swine Flu Ebola
Zika - through your speakers -
pandemic - I am fear -
that periodic epidemic that happens -
during an election year -
wash my hands of your fate -
I’m Pontus Pilate -
my aura is violence -
the 2 plus 2 is 4 undisputed
brute audio abnormality cool decimator
rappers bought toilet paper in bulk
and got shitted on -
I’m a 365 days of the year bad mood -
to your parade of ineptitude -
choked and manhandled -
playing small is cancelled -
social distancing myself from MC’s hurt by their own expectations -
rappers grew arthritic -
trying to hold onto hope -
Bleak - a hopeful idea that died in its sleep -
your pain is my wine -
let’s feast on your grief -
a worldwide recession -
a poor lack of immediate response of the imminent spread of a virus -
brought on by a worldwide display of idiots -
reinforced by the lack of visibly adequate leadership -
A global disaster Voltron -
I write this -
quarantined in my house slippers
when holed up failed to hold up -
but this ain’t a party and if so -
blow out the candles, where’s the cake? -
unemployment
no income
out of prayer is enough of a reason to celebrate -
up the stairs -
on the door to the right -
in the bedroom -
his body hung by a noose made of his out of office neckties -
looped over a crossbeam -
no broken fingernails -
no wavered decision -
no lacerations -
no hesitation -
on the floor -
in front of the bed was a kicked over chair -
urine on the rug underneath the body -
as the smell of excrement wafted
in the air