#brewmd

under, 2020

untitled 2, 2020

untitled 1, 2020

one beer, 2020

night at eli’s, 2020

everynight 2 am having existential crisis

so priceless too livid the way that im spittin

hard to understand if your mind stay rigid

one beer left and you know that i gotta get it

w behaviors and ideas that are too hard to mimic

true sinnin, the feeling is timid

while the noose stays swingin in the face of the competition

too much smoking constrict the arteries

and hardened arteries leads to certain heart disease

but im brew m d, p h d

braggin bout addiction till i d i e

some call it braggadocio others say self loathing

its not too often when emotions are out in the open

take a picture and savor the moment

before the memory starts moldin and begins decomposin

find yourself in the ocean

not floatin

sinkin

not all memories last from pasts

let that sink in

celestial bodies drugged up like a pharmacy

the rite aid for dismay is philosophy

question everything

question your questions and their questions

the beatings will continue till yall learned your lessons

brew md got my degree in linguistics