Falling star

These past couple of days have consisted of me cruising through the moments and then the memory that Mac Miller is dead fr fr makes me whiplash and my stomach sinks as does the realization. It’s like a splash of paint cascading down a window, slowly recolouring it. Life seems so much more exposed like naked trees in autumn.

I’ve had 3 major whiplash situations this year (regarding the loss of someone) : Avicii, Xxxtentacion, and Mac. It’s like their deaths exposed the inner workings of a glamourized matrix. They showed me that the intuitive knowing I had but was trying to discount was spot on.

They forced me to take my senses more seriously and to focus on love more.

Numb feels good

Cruel Youth, Mr. Watson *


I’m tired of people asking
What I do when I’m alone

They spend the summer getting clean
But September comes and they fall like leaves
Oh what would I do without you?
What would I do to you?

Oh, Mr. Coca-Cola , I’ve been cheating with you
You’re the only one to fix the stupid shit I been through
Oh, Mr. Coca-Cola , you make up for all the love I lack
You’re the only one who knows my favorite colour
And it’s red and black

* lyrics tweaked a wee bit 😉

Hold my phone

Joss Stone, Free Me

Ain’t I got you on your back foot
And you know I got you really good
Cuz there’s something deep inside of me
I’ve got to be

And if you find it hard to follow me
If I lose you in my jet stream
Then you only got to raise your eyes
And see me fly

Don’t tell me that I won’t
I can
Don’t tell me that I’m not
I am
Don’t tell me that my master plan
Ain’t coming true (yeah!)

Don’t tell me that I won’t
I will
Don’t tell me how to think
I feel
Don’t tell me cause I know what’s real
What I can do

Something that you don’t see every day
A little girl who found her way
Through a world that’s designed to break
All of your dreams

And if there’s one thing I will say to you
It’s that there is nothing that you can’t do
Cuz it’s all about your attitude
Don’t let them get to you

Don’t tell me that I won’t
I can
Don’t tell me that I’m not
I am
Don’t tell me that my master plan
Ain’t coming true

Parrot the rest 

​​Arrest the president

Too much affection with no protection
Leads injection to infection
Now you’re pregnant, baby to carry
You love Barry, but he won’t marry
Got an abortion, spent a fortune
Shoulda used caution, mind-distortion
Out of touch, out of tune, and out of time
You’re damn near out of your mind
Slit your wrist, cause you couldn’t live through it
Now you claim that the devil made you do it
Undertaker, he’ll just make a 
Coffin to fit ya and take your picture
Pull out the bible, bust the scripture
It’s too late, Tragedy hit ya
Life is a gift you took for granted
Your mother’s buggin’, her mind is slanted
Pain so deep in her heart it’s planted


Someone yelled out: Get the hell out

Evil fell out, but I’m no sell-out
Black’s the mineral, white subliminal


Arrest the president, he’s the criminal

No one’s laughin’ this, I keep rappin’ this
He’s the happiest, we’re the nappiest
He’s the vulture, study your culture
Broke the sculpture to insult ya


Underrated, we’re all related

Assassinated, I just hate it
Mothers cryin’, brothers dyin’
Someone’s lyin’, I keep tryin’
Doin’ it right, ready to fight
Shedin’ a light, steady in flight
Pro-black explosion, doors are closin’
Brains are frozen, I’m the chosen
Allah’s the force for my resource
To slay on course without remorse


Flipped and flopped it, hipped and hopped it

I just dropped it, no one stopped it
Poetical prophet, political topic
Don’t reject this, just inject this
Bold in blackness, young and reckless
Non-recruitable, anti-shootable
The name is suitable, black is beautiful
Mind was empty, now it’s filled in
Time for buildin’, teach the children
You want to erase my misplaced race
Just to make America a beautiful white place?
That’s not happenin’, I’ll keep rappin’, and
Crowds attractin’, and you’re subtractin’, and 
I discover, unite the lover
Teach the brother, fight the other
Young black eagle hunting evil
I want peace, but that’s illegal
Young brothers doin life in prison
Love is life and life is worth livin
Al Islam, read the Koran
Grab the mic and drop bombs
Threw on my boots, stepped to my roots
Black is dominant, that’s enough proof
Separation of integration
Strong foundation, Nubian nation
Microphonist blessed with a bonus
Pray to give thanks and help the homeless
Use the mind the creator gave ya
Won’t enslave ya, but he’ll save ya


There’s no debate, time to penetrate

I can’t wait for the pain to deflate
I’m livin’ in a land of hate
Take my hand, black man, and let’s stand
And find this promised land
Arrest the president

Politics, polished tricks
Makes me sick, ready to flip
Pimpin’ ain’t easy, it’s greasy
Grimy, slimy, slouchy, sleazy
Who the fuck you think you are, mister?
Tryin’ to pimp some young black sister
Still talkin’ that pimp shit talk
Pretty boys don’t survive up north
Now you’re turned out, you shoulda got out
Time has burned out, sad how you found out
Money and cars made you feel real good
Tell me, was it worth your manhood?
Homicidal, that was your title
Pimpin’ is vital, now you’re suicidal

Revolution, execution
Mind pollution, no solution
Disregard it, heart of Harlem
Had no pardon, snake in the garden
Culture stealer, big high wheeler



Arrest the president, he’s the drug dealer
Chief command and got his hand in
Drugs demandin’, kept it standin’
Hands were dipped in, someone flipped in
Made a mistake and stopped the shipment
F.B.I. fronts the fourth guy
He can’t lie, so it’s time to fry
Witness greedier, cause the media
Scared to death and his heart gets speedier
Life in prison, he starts bitchin’
In a few months, he’ll be snitchin’
A new collection, police protection
Misconception, no direction
New face, new name, same game
You took the blame
Case gets older, lost in folder
Yo. they played ya out like a soldier
Tapped your phone, bugged your residence
Yo, arrest the president

Arrest the president

Arrest the muthafuckin’ president
(Arrest the president)

12 dimensional 

​Jarryd James, Do You Remember 





When did we lose our way?


Easier to let it go (mmm…)
So many can’t tell anybody
Harder to let you know

Call me when you’ve made up your mind but you won’t
Caught up in the way that you played my heart
Only love could ever hit this hard

Oh, don’t be scared about it
Don’t forget it was real
Do you remember the way it made you feel?
Do you remember the things it let you feel?

How do I make you stay
When it’s easier to let you go?
Nobody knows what we know about it
No one needs to know

Call me when you’ve made up your mind but you won’t
Caught up in a way that you played my heart
Only love could ever hit this hard

Oh, don’t be scared about it
Don’t forget it was real
Do you remember the way it made you feel?
Do you remember the things it let you feel?

When you love to your limit
You gave all you’re given
Who you gonna pray to when you’re there?
Will you find out that there ain’t no other love
No other love for you?

Oh, don’t be scared about it
Don’t forget it was real
Do you remember the way it made you feel?
Do you remember the things it let you feel?

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