Love Letters

The drum is never the enemy of the pen

But when I’m meeting mentally

With beat and melody then

One of me can turn into ten of me

If there’s ten of me

Tell me how many heavenly similes can we blend?

Like women and men would fall with no friends

Like a rose would fall with no stem

Like most folks follow trends

Like Os follow LMNs

That’s how well I know life flows with the elements

As sunrise kills an evening

As stars die and a night sky is grieving

As man sees what he has when it’s leaving

You gone is as asthma to breathing

That’s how much I need you in my life

I’m never gonna ever leave you in my lifetime

Cause every time I hear line

That shows me I’m not alone it’s saving me

Cause I know that that’s a lifeline

Like minds this is our home and they won’t ruin it easily

Cause the wolf is gonna blow until he’s blue in the cheek

And me and you and the crew can go take a snooze in the street

And the bulldozer can come chew on our feet

We never let em through

We’ll build a levy

Limit the river’s level

Steady the flood and begin with a pebble

Lend me one syllable

Come if you’re ready to shovel

Run if you’re shaking

But I know that today is not my Waterloo

You’ve made a place where I’m welcome

And although I give voice to it seldom

Know I love you

Nobody’s above you

And if you love someone then you tell them

Every day the planet’s losing IQ points

But people still bumping Ice Cube joints

So I’ve got hope

And every day I’m seeking my true voice

And looking up at a bright new choice

Cause everybody’s got a hustle

And everyone’s trying to push it

It’s tricky to find the kush hiking up a mountain of bullshit

And there’s another mountain of bullshit

Next to it littered with glitter, money

And strippers they’re selling as good shit

It’s nothing new up at the core though

Everything same as it’s always been only more so

Of course so same token, while there’s life there is truth

While there’s truth it demands to be spoken

And someone’s gonna speak it

It’s really not a secret

You just need to search it

You just need to seek it

And though we like to worship a genius in a coffin

We often forget that there’s prophets among us walking

And I know because I hear em when I am in the clouds

And I got my music up and jamming it loud

And dammit whatever I am

Or could ever become I’m positive that I will

Always be a fan in the crowd

So gimme gimme gimme

Dylan and Biggy

Hit me with Jimi, Emily Dickinson, Eminem

Niki Giovanni Lennon, Kendrick, Gambino

Rafa, Chinaka, Dahlak and Missy, Saul

And Beau and Paul and Kweli, Chali 2na

And Chance and Seneca

(Go in poet!)

86 I was thrown in the mix, saying

(Go in poet!)

86 anyone who would stand in the path of a kid saying

(Go in poet!)

86 bitches, 86 cups full of lean

(Go in poet!)

86 bars, infinity ways to say what I mean

You’ve made a place where I’m welcome

And although I give voice to it seldom

Know I love you

Nobody’s above you

And if you love someone then you tell them

So if you’re blocking the future I wanna to walk toward

Suit yourself we’re gonna lock swords

But it’s a wash if you’re saying

Watsky I could rock withcha if you didn’t talk

Like some nails on a chalkboard

I can tell that you’re really on your dope writer tip

But you’ll trip if you don’t try to fit

Maybe you can make it if you ghostwrite a hit

And sell it to somebody who can ghostride a whip

Shieeet I say no sirree

I can smell the weak shit through the potpourri

So I’m just gonna do what I do

You take a minute or two and Google Tim and Magoo

I love the that life I picked even if it ain't plush

I’m too glad complain much

I’m in the lab in a drab world

While these fuckers dab and do dabs

And I dab on my pad with my paintbrush

This is for the kids whipping up some home-cooked

Spitting 86 bars, fuckin no hook

Lying in the grass

Passion their chest

And a ballpoint pressed in their notebook

Listen to me, this is for the word

Looking so fine I’m rubbing coconut oil up in the crack of dat spine

This is for the times I’m reminded my mind isn’t mine alone

This if for the poems and the lines

(And the letters in em)

(Go in poet!)

86 I was thrown in the mix, saying

(Go in poet!)

86 anyone who would stand in the path of a kid saying

(Go in poet!)

86 bitches, 86 cups full of lean

(Go in poet!)

86 bars, infinity ways to say what I mean

You’ve made a place where I’m welcome

And although I give voice to it seldom

Know I love you

Nobody’s above you

And if you love someone then you tell them