Crunchy Rolls

MrMs Universe i ask you why oh
Why is it that anytime im about to reach a new plateau in life
There’s always a fat, disgruntled, bitch awaiting me at the top
Blocking my path to success with jealousy and disdain
I understand that i am an attractive person
I understand that they want these nuts
But why cant they tame their passions
And treat me like an average person
Because i guarantee if i was ugly
i would NOT be having these problems
What is it with fat bitches
Always infatuated with me
Thinking they can CNTRL me
Bitch i’m a monk who takes great care of his temple
My body is a wonderland
You don’t even rake your yard
Belly piled up internally with trash
What makes you think you have a chance
Why would i want to stick my dick in pollution
im not trying to be callous
Just being the opposite of fake
Its funny how when you give niggas the real
They feelings start to shake and bake
Egos becoming crispy

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Calling Faye 2

To Faye the first woman i ever loved. Before severance our bond was psychic.

.I know some grudges I should put to rest but for christianity i have eternal vitriol
That good bitch Jesus raped my mom while the preacher man held her
Down by the riverside serenaded by the choir
I tried to warn her but my vices is all she saw
The wisdom of my words unheard
The plight of a young god trapped inside the body of a child
Could only stand by and watch as Jesus raped my mom
Of her sanity, my father his integrity, the kid sis and i tryna get the fuck out
And i got out of mental slavery, all started the day i ran away
Came back one day to free them but in their eyes i was still a child
Communicating with them became futile
So i wondered the world again, waiting to even the score
That good bitch Jesus enslaved my people, a vitriol that won’t fade
Till we ignite the pew
Burning the memory of that good bitch Jesus and
The miseducation sunday school spews
To poor, black, families
Desperate for salvation

A Cntrl Called Love

You remind me of a lie i was once told
A lie called love, this woman told me so
She claimed to be the one
But her love was a lie
Existing only to cntrl
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You remind me of a fantasy i was once told
Of a concept called love, This man,
He claimed to be the one
But his love wasn’t strong enough
To cross his sea of doubts
He wanted me to come closer
But it was I doin all the rowing
Working for his cntrl