incompatible casual encounter devour
ya soul mind body control counter
cross examine ya salmon lampin
luxury skills in pan handlin
damsin..i mean damsel in distress
impressed by ya portfolio
sort a slow movement caressing ya blueprint
you stroking my ego so we flow
visual ea...gle wings spread and talons
release to ease this back and forth bickering
snickering cause you still think its about listening
but missin the point
that i just walked out the door like its null and void
knife duller than voice but direct in nature
the body speaks better than what words tend to feature
locked in this creature...student says to teacher
unleash ya and keep it moving
ya losing momentum standin in these shoe prints
illusion...it was all a sharade
we played house for better or worse...call it the plague
honest as abe but Lincoln was thinkin
that a lot less takin was the reason for leaving
believ'em or stay knee deep in the semen
i mean cement and once it drys
ya stuck hooked line and sinker lost in the lies
looking lost in ya eyes...i question the thought
the thought of losing you remains in my heart
so i sustain just to start and improve my ways
open communication and maneuver the page
and keep the ink fresh collecting ya knowledge
cause i learn so much from just listening...honest
just listen...acknowledge my attempts to make this right
trust in my judgement that ill deliver the visions light
and open up a spectacle..thats right...what im expected to
the king to ya queen held ceptor you on a pedestal

"dude, the only thing i fear is your hair cut.. what is that a mop glued to your head? come on man... style up."-Bartek

all across ya forhead and cheek bones...i break facials and reconstruct beauty to ugly...im an artist mang...Lincoln Picasso Van Gogh