Monday, June 15

deadman's denial





If today's my last
and tight shut my eyes,

don't you dare cry my dear
but dance for I'm once here.

Waltz on me, press it-
stomp on the clay rigid,

or I will claw my way out
and rip out your babyy's gut.




Thursday, June 11

fire on bleak street





Right hand's a torch.
Left hand flicker.
Wait, wait, scream.
Tell me who started this fire?

Throwing tantrum, misbehaved.
Burning, bringing down our walls
ignoring Arya's unborn cries
and Musa's nonexistent calls.

Not a thousand miles from here,
or a lifetime standing there
would fix, fix, break,
what is forever beyond repair.

I am always who I am,
and you'll forever be divine.
Sleepless nights aren't meant for you,
these streets on fire are always mine.




swimming pool full of liquor then you diveee






















Kendrick freakin Lamar- Swimming Pools