** Deener**

many times i screwed up

i never took promethazine

for better things

I couldn’t focus on how complicated the method seems

they cyclops’d

the evil eye

but i reflect the beams

treatin my problems

like fabric

deconstructin em at the seams

give me a cow

and I’ll hand you some leather seats

like the chesterfield couch

decoratin the mezzanine

nestled in the vessel

 

voyagin the seven seas

thinkin bout vital investments

exchangin pleasantries

the lovely waitress

shimmied the shredded cheese

ova the spah’g’deez

and put a slice of fruit

on the rim of the beverages

upward trajectory

draped in polished accessories

I knew I’d manifest these things

it was like a telepathy

I’m Deener

My hands dirty too

drippin

They deep in cultural production

uhh

**J. Royal Price**

Look

The props I get

My sarcophagus

Gon outlast the apocalypse

On some pac shit

The skinniest Big bulldozing baphomets

My pilgrimage to the west, was like the East to Malcolm X Everything they scared to vocalize , I’ll say it I’m talkin addition multiplying algebraic

I’m leaving wit more than I came wit

Breakin, tunica Mississippi like it’s fuckin Vegas

Day out and day in, havin it my way and

Prayin these wages contagious

Pass it to generations so they can pass it to generations

Make sure that we educated, indoctrinated wit information

That prioritizes the revitalization, of our foundation

Culturally we vacant

 

I’m hopeful tho I say it

My faulty trait is, I can’t see past the money that I’m makin You look at the man at the corner store and clown em But accepted a fiend as your hero in Robert Downey I marvel at my surroundings

Almost astounded

It was lost but I found it

I’m oxygen for the drownin

It’s price