Venus is it’s greenest in the summer
My number one lover
We gotta love each other
Come together now smile on your brother
And sister too
Found a gun in the closet
Wondering what’s the trigger do
It’s bigger than you and me
Truthfully
My minds in a different time zone
Ice cream cones and Motorola phones
Brigade of bones
Was all alone, longing for a soul to call my own
Then you came along
And it wasn’t the same old song
Satan got it wrong
You’re the angel in my ear
I was raised on fear, but you pulled it out of me
Like an alien in my tummy
Sunny skies and runny yolk
Scramble it
Late night candle lit
Roses growing out your head
Swimming on the water bed
I used to be ugly, broke our mirrors
Now I’m shining like Goldie locks and my visions getting clearer
Like Clark Kent in a phone booth
Rainbow on my tongue like fruit loops
Dr. Seuss day
Better than finding loose change
Throw a $20 out the window, find another in your jacket
The babe magnet
Save it for the dragnet
Stepping in molasses
At least it beats stepping on your glasses
Reach for the sky and grab it
It’s called passion
Good to the last drop
Harvest your cash crop
That’s your money melon
Honey I’m selling the kids
Now take em to the bridge
Watch the people come and go
Just know who runs the show
The love below, the war above
And they only have more to shove down your spine
Outta line
But pining for the past never lasts
Eat your American gladiators and be glad
America’s just a fad

America eats it’s babies
Better yet the Navy
Psycho ranger please save me
From nicotine and gravy

Lazy Sundays
Driving up the one way
Messing up my Fengshui
A case of the Mondays
Manic depression
Satanic obsession
Teaching them a lesson
Mass shootings
Every other day 
The route of all evil couldn’t find a better way
Cutting letters out the mags 
Taking barcodes off tags
Michael Jackson still bad
All killer, no filler
Scream mask in the Miller ad
Better yet a bud light 
You only get one life
If it’s done right, ain’t up to them
That’s on you
I’m done barking up the wrong crew
Gatekeeper scum want my brain numb
My name scrubbed
Left in that same blood
The game’s dumb so I don’t play no more
Catch me walking out of the hell hole store
And what we have is much more
Than they’ll ever understand
I don’t spike mic’s underhand
The gun’ll jam
Peanut butter spread above your head
Right on time
Step out the made up box like a mime
Like sunlight I shine
The simple be the dopest
Love is not hopeless