an open window...

maybe i can still rhyme

never turning back time/

still turnin on a dime & kickin it w/ dimes tho/ beautiful and strong in the mind/

the design could never be replicated/

not worried bout any hatred/

and the anxiety has been turned to vapors/

feelin so damn old tho/

last night alyssa was scrollin through photos/

many memories, hopefully more to come/

since i shook my bad tendencies

mostly...

hopefully.

new scope for me to see through/

still the same dirty lungs that i breathe through/

no use for a roof/

i know my presence can be aloof/

but i only speak truth/

tryna give the youth a boost/

feelin recharged off the juice

jus help me tread lightly on the booze

no snooze button

fuck the gluttonous

life feeling so voluptuous

it’s up to us.

hi world. it’s been a while. many things have changed. i have been living in portland for about 2 years now. things have been good, and I have been taught how to make ramen from two different japanese ramen masters. that being said, it’s time for a change. i have been working in kitchens for over 10 years now, and i make almost literally the same amount of money, which is insane. i have decided to go back to school for education. i want to become a high school english teacher. my classes start this monday and portland state university.

i hope this will be the first step towards a new freedom in my life.

i’m doing this not only for myself but FOR THE YOUTH.

hope everyone is doing lovely,

made these two concepts today for a memorial show in NYC called “yams day”.

keep the blessings strong/ keep that feeling flowing on

onward down the river remain a giver even tho I’m still sinnin/ sometimes winnin

defending the poor thirsting for more but humility keeps my feet on the floor

steady steps to create social unrest/ coming outta left field to realize the unreal/ to make the numb feel again

make the cuts healed again/ revealing a meaning before the end.

letting unruly fire spew from the pen/ dependent on no master/ ill steer this ship from disaster/ but i hope you can swim too we still might not miss doom

my dad told me he loved me today/ that means a lot when there’s tears streaming down your face/ society in dismay, dismal fog matches the mood/ somehow a demon was let into this room/

fuck trump/

but onward we must push/ unified towards the skies/ see the passion in our eyes/

realize we can make prophecy too/ and change attitudes/ spread love until the flower blooms/ less doom and more of your favorite tunes/

blast the radio at work no matter what your boss says/ we’re brainwashed too often/

let the thoughts swim freely/

it’s not hard to float/ we just need to build the right boat

the sun is out and the music is good good food in the neighborhood

eating great and letting the flakes fall fuck em anyway

no time to let my generosity give me away

i wish i could stay but life keeps me rolling like a stone

or rolling

my eyes wide but I’m feeling stretched thin staying hopeful, not knowing if we’re next to win

but just playing the game is fun too

plenty challenges have been run through but there’s always more to come

UN!Ti.