I’m an atheist / abiding by Christ, I’m a Christian / a perfect saint constantly sinning always committing / the most twisted, wickedest non-thinkable fictional tormented, relentless random acts of kindness / I’m a virgin / I’m a nympho / I’m a skinhead African-American with soul / I’m accurate with aim / I’m always furthest from the target / I can’t spell my name / in school I was the smartest / I’ve never smoked dope, now I’m facing drug charges / I’m a Hip-Hop emcee repping the five elements / I’m on your TV screen with bling bling and diamond necklaces / my temperature’s so hot I’m causing hail storms / use inflections in my voice / I’m monotone / I’m primer / I’m chrome / never by myself—I’m always alone / I’m Jesus Christ on a certain level / resting in Hell for eternity, I’m the devil /
I’m like the thoughts inside of Johnny once he got him a gun / the solace once 120 days of Sodom was done / a prophet and a beast who’ve been speaking in audible tongues / the prodigal son divided by one / but who are you in the dark / I’m like the whispers in the wind when it’s fate that’s at stake / the greatest escapist displayed as man was raised up from apes / surpassed the fabric of time to trap the traces of space / my face is embraced with chaos in place / but who are you in the dark /
I’m two parents holding a child with fear / I’m a child reared from the beginning to fear the end of my existence / I’m a vandal with suicidal tendencies during my adolescent years / I’m a growing man trying to justify my identity / I’m a relationship full of break-ups to make-ups / I’m a marriage gone wrong / now I’m a drug addicted tax-payer, divorced from reality / and I became a homeless person begging for lint, whistling my tragedy / stuck inside walls with no holes to escape through / I’m imprisoned by time and my face grew old with time / along with my pride / I’m a lost cause on skid row / who didn’t know how to handle the situations life threw at me / until I became a born- again Christian unhappy /
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I’m gas, I’m liquid, and I’m solid / I’m cancer and AIDS / I’m the bloodshed from bullets / I’m guns and grenades / and I’m democracy / a million and one philosophies / I’m Socrates, Aristotle, and Mephistopheles / I’m all commodities and obviously the second coming of Christ / I’m Buddha, Krishna, and Muhammad all in one in disguise / I’m the eyes that don’t lie / I’m the voice in the soul / I’m the Heavens, I’m the Earth, I’m the Hell that’s below / I’m the famine, I’m the death, I’m the pestilence and war / I’m the storms in the skies and every horse of the four / rich and poor / male and female / I’m straight and I’m gay / NY and LA / the people’s power betrayed / I’m a vagina and a penis / I’m an embryo that’s seedless / I’m a genius and the leftovers of an aborted fetus / believe this when I tell you that I’m here and I’m almighty / ‘cause I’m what’s inside your psyche and there ain’t nobody like me /
Rich Jones and Montana Macks join forces for a passionately rapped, impeccably produced reflection on the trials and turmoils of 2020. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 3, 2020