New skool, old skool…..

If I had a chance to speak to world I’ll say peace.. If I was a record please put me on repeat stuck in your head like nursery rhymes…

If I was bout to pass out would u say sayanora to me like a Spanish guitar playing a flat key… A new breed of personality being unleashed like a heart beat I have a pulse so I can stop the unstoppable train has reached its limits….

I look into the stars and wish 4 a shooting star so I could make a wish life has its own tautology unfortunately I’m incorrect so it passes me like weed being passed round now I’m full of venom call me viper…

I have drive schooled a golfer but I’m no tiger woods so I never loose my swing so I thought now I’m addicted to nothing I have found my heart longing 4 2 many things n getting nothing….

Old skool….

I had a past dark scary and beautiful but here I am 2day with nothing but remorse 4 what I did then…

I’ve failed and I made it that who I was I succeeded and I was arrogant bout it but it made no difference cos I was only fighting with self so I asked myself is day what I needed to do…

The love of profanity ruled me but I allowed ill sophistication to allow me to be fazed by the slavery of the darkness in my heart…

I lost som1 and grew up with no1 because I rejected all the love I was given and shown and rather I unloved myself in d process consciously being a retro-bate sadist with an angelic look and warmth in his smile…

My old-skool was no skool to be proud off because I entitled freedom fighting from self leading to my destruction…

New-skool…

I learned the ways of the Devil I learnt the ways which lead to destruction I learnt sanity while being surrounded by insanity… Like a straight jacket in d middle a designer store…

I became my own out cast n I’d change that if I change me… Which I did I learnt how to breathe n there u change me… But is it u or me changing me so I left u because I wasn’t ready 4 u…

I failed timeless number of numerical figures but it only made me a better person… Success is what I longed 4 n I got though mercy and favor stood by me it didn’t endear me in d heart of my self…

So I mad mistakes so what now I have an obsession that’s beyond even my understanding of myth and legends a new Greek philosophy written in the stars…

And here comes love in d oddest of places with d oddest of persons it growing where there was no love like water in a desert an oasis in Pluto… Nonchalant to the things which I’ve been told to adhere to but as an arrogant fuck which I am ignoring truth is what I do best….

Learning d hard way and passing with a first class mind revolution being a field Marshall to all my hormones is more fun than being lead to d slaughter house…

Life on d fast lane is not what I’m mad for paraphrasing d word of a babe I have a crush on… But unlike what other see in me she saw maturity in this insanity she could see beyond my jolting 4 vanity….

So the question is will I stick to d new me and be better or be d old me and reconstruct d DA-vinch code with X’s 4 crosses…

This may be dark but its darkness that illuminates me I need u 2 be my light…