Cave Writings

They disregard the thoughts of the stupid.

Love is an oxymoron, Arrows shot at the heart of cupid.

They kill it! They do so with lustful force of their loins,

shooting out the love in the form of a child.

When it comes to man in modern society,

he is a hidden animal ready to go wild.

The female, the lusted after like some sort of rabbit,

Or personal dog chew toy

Been this way since the advent of man in Africa to Spanish Vice-roys

Call my writings misogynistic, hidden in worshipping Priapus and hieroglyphics

Search this name on Google you poodle or

Sheep

And maybe slowly open the 3rd eyes open n peep

The rise though, is near.

See it clearly like Greek future seers

This,

Do not call thy writings as a rap

Thou is not a wrap

With thine eyes blind which could see

If only thy could discern what thou meant lyrically

LO! Thou attained thee fruits of thy tree

Ygdrassil and the branches of the fygg leaves

Clearly I’m feminism and a whole bunch of other isms to the core of the Apple

The forbidden fruit from the knowledge trees sapling unravel

Damn females couldn't resist the snake

Just not capital ISM or religion into my mind make

can pour spells into like kacrackle

I swear I am to you like you just won the raffle

Now nutta butta butta nut squash

Oh look tech n a bit of post modern

hodgepodge

Yeah

Now get to assortin

your inner mind with your outer material

till you're ethereal call this beautiful

say it in a different language and it would seem

nonsensical Syriac-Aramaic Alif Laam meem

Deploy yo soldiers in foreign nations

make babies galore

made opponents Satan

 

Tell you who you messin with man

Tell you who I mothafuckin am

You messin with man

Imperfect being on an

imperfect earth and I can

Make this silence of the lambs

Writin since birth

In ancient cave paintings

When I was a stooped ape man

For what that worth

Lack of resources such a dearth

Now I'm waking up in space captn Kirk

 

Eh

We really did huh?

But what if there's more for

sure than space force

working slaves off course

For big governments with all

The wealth and power

No tech or Mac tens to make

A bloody meteor shower?

Ill thoughts

just stay in the mind like Gautama

Prophetic Abrahamics

n the Dalai Lama

Outer beings in 4D cuz they

stay changin

Same through time

Get along quick

Or get murdered with rhyme

Final verse was the first

Disregard the thoughts of stupid

With my cave writings

Arrows shot at Cupid

Uh!