word to hunefer, i keeps it hot like jeannie pepper,
yessir, you couldn't see me if you was readin metu neter,
i'm better, than your favorite pharaoh, sharp like an arrow,
from the land of the Bo! BO! push bricks in wheel barrows,
at my re-quest, rest in the west when i retire from conquest,
14, and grown, on the throne, now who wan' test,
de bad mon? not amon, but osiris' son, the livest one,
deep in thoth, ill, blood on the bill of my ibis, son,
tutty banks, cutty ranks, the highest of all deities,
advanced degrees, my stelae state it, prosaically,
one time for your mind, two times for my thugs,
live fast, die young and sto' my organs in jugs,
rock a solid gold casket, sarcophagus, splendid,
in 3,000 years, post this shit on yousendit,



peace & blessings,

x.

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** i move away from the mic to breathe in