Queen Anne's Revenge.

Stede Bonnet.

Hurricane Weinstein.

North Beach.

Zaza During the All-Star Break.

Home Run.

Through the wind.

Robbin’ Fenty.

(Preview)

Like California.

Starts rough, Finishes smooth.
Denim

Wear me out 
Tell me to
 Calm/come down 
while swearing now 
silence while staring out
          Shhh
 you're very loud
Ohhh
Very loud 
Oh.
And I don’t need you 
And I can’t "save" you 
So I won’t see you
Around my neighborhood

If i get the bag 
Then she wanna go
Do I gotta ask 
If she gotta know 
Cause I got it bad 
Like booing a show ah
Put two in a row 
Tell em to row
Peas in pod 
Or Fish in a bowl 
And If i get mad 
I won’t cheat on you 
know 
I might cheat on me 
dont
You cheat on me though 
I’ve seen it in loads 
It comes with the fold 
Yet comes from within 
its universoul 
Though
yes I love you though
You hate yourself 
but love all your poems 
and you wanna smoke 
and just stay at home 
I've been there I know 
So I Wont keep you
Quote "you can’t save her"
Yo though I see you
You're just my neighbor

32,000 feet up 
with my feet up
Not a tree stump 
but pondering all of the country roads
the rivers much higher than I am these days 
but in a few days I’ll be gone
so who knows 
the old story goes 
frog and toad are still friends
I met you here and we’re still friends but
But as time goes by 

all that shit wears me out.

She ask you up, 
saw that about noon 
She ask again are you up 
But I was down down down
Down down down 
She ask you up
I say ya what are you up to 
She said I’m saying wassup 
And I am down down down 
Down down down 
I’m mad 
Gas in the subby 
I’m back
You hardly knew me 
Fade to black 
Hardly surely
I’m glad 
I got no chill babe
I’m just cooling 
I’m just cooling 
No chill so unjust 
I’m just cooling 
ya
no

I could quote chronicles 
Y’all would know 
I could one time all of those 
I feel like Kanye in a hall of hoes 

But if I go hard 
Please talk back to me
Talk bad 
See right through me 
I’m mad 
Gas in the subby 
I’m back
I hardly knew me 
Fade to black 
Hardly surely
Fuck that "I got no chill"
babe
I’m just cooling

Denim

The Village Hidden In The Rain.

Dear Sporadic,
 a word with myself.
Not a means to an end, 
 but an end in itself.

Dear Sporadic,

Yours.

One Time For The Boys.

To Babylon and back,
A Journey I remember.
One day when I relax,
I’ll recall what I could never.


Dear Sporadic,
a word with myself.
not a means to an end, 
but an end in itself.

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