. *Birdman hand rubs*
Free Smoke beat
The love we give our pets will make them evolve.
Make them lose their animal instincts perhaps.
i seem to wanna talk more and more about what really matters.
With people that still get it
You always against hypermasculinity but never against hyper femininity
You castrate the bulls to keep them calm but don’t give stilboestrol to the heifers
If I need to show that I’m sane in order to get the girl, then I don’t want that girl
Our male cat only likes female people
That disloyal nigga
If you switch on your bros after getting a girl
Then you don’t deserve either
I know how analogies work
the renunciation by woman of her right to be a woman.
I ain’t a heathen..
Am just good at perpetuating binary thought
Expert in non sequiturs
What I know versus what I believe in
It is through the messy, round-about series of wrong turns that we come to consciousness.
if you take one thing from Kanye take this: do not trust ANYONE who has not seen or explored the dark side of themselves. they are not alive
Home is where mama’s baked chicken are
Food so sweet I forget to say Grace
The best Grace is saying I love you mama
Table is served Daenerys ready
I consider ‘kukula samaki tatu na ugali’ as dining like a king
Did I stutter?
I said samaki tatu.. 3 fish
Cinnamon tantalizes the mandazis
And garlic in every meat dish
Rock buns and tea scones
Good pastries am famished
Cupcakes at 3.00 A.M
Cheese vs. Margarine
Strawberry stuffed Whiteforest and head
DMX : “Let a dog roam and he’ll find his way home”
My 20s are as refreshing as a new girl moving on the block
Niggas start plotting on her brown ass
Before they find out she’s same old ratch
The persona they discouraged me from having when I was 14
Is now catching up with me in my 20s
It becomes imperative for me to mind my business
Not everyone deserves a Hi.
Adults are full of shit
Not a single pure heart
Your friends will ride your husband’s face when you’re not around
Promises not made. Promises not broken.
Only take what is important
Extripate the trash
Funny how tunnel vision is a pipe dream to some of us
Driving your mama’s X Trail claiming to be living large,
Get yours nigga
Nothing as sweet as being self made
Nobody said that human beings that are rich should behave in a manner they do now
Nilete ubarbie nitamanga manzi yako
Grow some balls or die planting
My ancestors would stroke their bellies if they saw how I minced men with my fortitude
I walk the fine line between balls and sanity each day
How can a man not fear anything, not even snakes but only fears rejection
They say the boy inside every man doesn’t die easily. He lives on until old age.
You can show bravado fortitude and balls but you ain’t a real man if you ain’t scared of your purpose. A man who folds when he thinks of finding his purpose. Manifold pun intended.
I feel like less of a pussy if I don’t cower in fear of my own ability.
If they don’t write this on my epitaph…..
He died at seventy
“He was the last of the great mystics, a remnant of the Middle Ages.
He bore the likeness and courage of a Templar Knight,
yet embraced the pervisions of an Inquisitor priest.
He was as burnt-fingered and secretive as an alchemist,
yet spoke dozens of languages,
wrote manuscripts in cipher,
and traveled the world with different identities, in the tradition of a court spy.
He was the first man to ever Finger his wife in the long corridors under the chandeliers of the Palace of Versailles
His bucketlist was the bomb.. like, tick-tick
He upheld the Stoic school of thought
His definition of Utopia was kissing Idil
The most idiosyncratic intern
He caused a quiet vortex everywhere He went
He was Lenny Almighty
Tip of the iceberg Elephant in the whale’s room
There’s more to my life than what I write
There’s less to my life than what I write
Its a balance
You can keep change
Its more than it seems
Its always more than it seems
The more you try to define me The more miscellaneous I become
Never accuse me of using “Game Theory”
My halo is held up by horns,
The horns ain’t a snapchat filter
but that’s our secret.
Using past clout for modern intricacy
Mistaking asceticism with Stoicism
A Stoic is more of a sophisticated hippie
A Hippie with nobility
You feel me?
Pretty lady drank her whiskey and looked into the Poet’s eyes
and she asked.
You talk the talk.
Do you walk the walk?
A stranger and Poet with pen and paper. I see your dead eyes
You give the great lecture.
Do you believe your words?
He flirted back by sliding his hands beneath her skirt to her inner thigh
And whispered in her ear
I will nice guy you so hard.
Tell me if I hit below the belt
Firmly hold on to your drink
Stroke the glass stem till the drink runeth over
Like a volcano
It feels so big fat and meaty in your hands
Offshoot of me; feels so sexy if you own it
Me being vulnerable at her arms is the ultimate checkmate
Making her blush like SZA
She fired back
Don’t play with me young boy
I’ll strangle your cock using my rosebud
I nearly called Doctors beyond borders
Sanity was the gap between perception and desire, and that gap had closed.
Rock hard in 0.005 seconds
Place those sexy fat lips on mine
All the dumb shit I’ve done… Girl in mind
My heart tells me you’re my cup of tea
Follow your heart but take your lawyer with you.
Skinny niggas don’t smash,
Girls just hang with them coz they are silly
Not to do damage
At least to my observation
Please somebody teach me
So many peng tings
Damn. It’s like god left the fridge door open
The one that dyed her hair
The one with the cute nose
Am not fair to myself
I consider every suffering I get as my atonement.
I’m a good people
Her top 5 favourite people but am top 2 and am not 2
You can’t be everything
Sue Side chic
All he ever wanted was a denim
She’s so pure
Gotten a reflex from stalking her
My @ is followed by 3 underscores ___
She makes everything look kinky
about her serene.
Her long hair
Her cheeks; how they arch upwards when she smiles
Her front teeth
Her skin tone
Her cute chubbiness
Her rings and hand jewellery
Her generous soul
What’s a snack to a feast?
I wanna encourage your beauty without defining it for you
I wanna connect to your soul
The poem your body can’t write
I wanna appreciate the totality of your essence
I need you near
let down your hair
and save that man
from his self-induced despair.
Happy September 30th
The end begun and ended, finally Haha
I’ve GoT pacifiers
I’ve seen that movie, and spoiler alert it ends with us getting married
teach me the deepest compassion
Break me out of my shells and cells
That doll face is limited supply
Oh God.. Can I have her?
She is the kind of girl you would bleed for.
And like it.
Overcoming traditional bounds of communicating
Communication is more than just words
If you want to understand the Universe, think of energy, frequency and vibration ~ Nikola Tesla
Avant-garde shouldn’t be aware that they are avant-garde.
Goes against the grain
Grain: Go further
These outpourings on paper by my hand,
So I can sleep peacefully
These thoughts won’t allow me sleep
And I hate to see a caged bird
Archillect is truly Archillect
I get the most surreal dreams.
Its like am there for real
As in OMNIMAX
70 mm motion picture
In ancient Egypt, as far back as 2000 BC, the Egyptians wrote down their dreams on papyrus.
People with vivid and significant dreams were thought blessed and were considered special.
My nigga am blessed
Titty gang forget that not all guys love titties
Sucking and titty fucking inebriation perhaps
But not a big titty inundation
Its deeper than the cleavage. Am looking at your heart. *literally* Haha.
Is it gay to like what’s next to the juicebox more than the juicebox itself?
Asking for a friend
“Buda angalia pole pole”
Am not gawking at that ass coz I want it
Sometimes am just building your self-esteem
Encouraging your body to deposit all your fat there
At your gluteus
Introversion and Pride are the two monsters under my bed
They kept whispering *fuck me*
So we had a threesome
All the skeletons in my closet have twitter accounts
To slay your demons, you first have to expose them
Or shag them
Never cut what can be untied
To separate the grain from the chaff you gotta harvest the wheat first. Right?
To make good steel it has first to be forged
Whiff to sniff
I said to my introversion
Am shy.. Tihihi 🙈🙈🙈
I said to my ugly side
Every man supposed to be a great change to this world has turbulence
“To DO A Great Right DO A Little Wrong” ~ William Shakespeare
I said to my ego
excuse me, could you move more to the left,
You’re blocking my view of the collapse of capitalism
I said to my Zero work ethic
You’re just a lazy motherfucker
Its in a cat’s nature to kill a bird but it doesn’t make it right.
The cat is just a wicked animal.
I said to my unachieved potential
Blame everything on the bourgeoisie
How long you wanna have this lucid dream of yours
Double down or go home
I said to God
Whats a father who doesn’t award good
You can decide my happiness anytime I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
I know what am doing, but keep surprising me Lord
Fathers have a way of screwing up their sons
Watch over me
Lead me to greener pastures
Make the unconsciousness thrive more than the consciousness
I said to my dream girl
I wanna see inside you.
I wanna ride inside your love
Je veux monter à l’intérieur de ton amour
Just feed me steak and wiggle your ass in my face, the rest will work itself out.
I said to my fear of rejection
You can’t walk away from the table and come back expecting the same terms
Keeps falling for the wildings
The wildings who don’t even want me
I said to my inconsistency
Spread the panties to the side
Lemme eat that ass till you squirm me hoy minoy
Then get out of my face
I said to my bleak future
You’re such a Shambolic wanker
Shortlived bliss leaving you in Misery
Your manhood is diminished
Look at girls overtaking you
Strained relationship with God
Your current state of consciousness shows that your future is dim.
Strive to be better
I said to my past
And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive
You’re Lowkey dirty raunchy in a good way
Made me harder than a prosthedick
Every evil bastard in the world was just a kid once
Am a mega believer in locus.. Different dimensions intersect
I said to my rebelliousness
You’re doing amazing sweetie
A man chooses a slave obeys
following laid down procedures and rules leaves you poor and destroyed at worst, and gifts you a middle-income lifestyle at best.
True rebels don’t have a cause
Do whatever you want. No, not that.
I said to my eccentricity
All lone crusaders, Zealots & jingoists are liabilities
They need to be eliminated
Thrill of organized anarchy
But no matter what happens ,, *Tupac’s voice* “Keep ya head up”
Part of my Mojo is being insane
Insane as in eccentric
Y’all forget that Louis Farrakhan killed Malcolm X
Minister Louis Farrakhan and Suge Knight are long lost cousins
My personality has a phat ass
I said to it
All that jelly and no bread
Rub that Rumbustious heinie on this dick
Drop it like a mixtape
Spread the cheeks with your own hands
My personality being obsequious obliged
She weeps as I stretch her cervix
Oh yeah, she’s female
I told you I know how analogies work
Can a hypocrite call another hypocrite? This is gauche.
I see everyone likes you…you must be hiding the true you…
The heavens stop and listen to the man who speaks from his heart
Uhunye is likeable to some extent but he’s a fascist
Wake up and smell the coffee!
We’re the spoilt kids of Mwai Kibaki, we’re not used to fascism, c’mon
Gunshots – the soundtrack to democracy
Lord of The Rigs
The war against willpower has many casualties.
We all lose when the family feuds
When shit hits the fan it scatters directly to people’s plates and mixes with their foods
They rejected Ronald Ngala’s Majimbo system at independence
Majimbo system still came back as devolution
The State is the biggest enemy to Free Thinkers
Kenya puts the B in Beast Africa
Corporate controlled politics is better than Mafia controlled politics
Qwani hii Kiambu Mafia ndiyo branch ya illuminati ya Kenya
There are no conspiracy theories in Kenya
Even that unsubstantiated claim that the government has Marijuana plantations in Mt. Kenya is true.
Wikileaks should do an exposé on this Mt. Kenya Mafia thingy
Mutahi Ngunyi is the poster boy for the intellectual side of the Mt. Kenya Mafia
What I’m trying to say is,
Mutahi Ngunyi ndiye Mafi ya Mt. Kenya
What do I ache for?
I ache for Grandeur than a Cadillac’s grill
Painting and writing with no shirt on
In a mansion that sits on my 50 acre ranch
With my wife’s pussy throbbing to harmonize in the background
Throbbing so hard it defeans the livestock sounds
The finer things in life with a lil bit of rough ends
The beautiful women with rough edges
You’re laughing at me and I’ll be richer than you in 5 years
I get rich
And the endgame begins
When I get older I wanna listen to Angolan and Cuban music
Focus on low-hanging fruits.
There is no future Stagnation
We ride the “Time will never stand still” wave.
Living in the present but taking mind trips to the future
Sometimes I feel like
You have no right to have hope
Being hopeful is stealing from the future
See I come from a place where ambiguity is accepted, credit cards are declined
All 20 year olds suffering from relationship ambiguity
I hate ambiguity in a woman
No such thing as mild ratch
Its either you’re ratchet or good
She has a conflict of interest 👎🏽👎🏽
To please her followers or say what’s in her mind
Stop hiding your nastiness
Why are you scared of your nakedness?
After dark, all cats are leopards. — Zuni proverb
Sexual tension is enough kink
Enough to bring out the nympho in her
And the animal in me
Biting the lower lip is too obvious
The tension so intense she gets goosebumps on her cleavage
Let’s get naked and touch each other
She pronounced naked like nekkid and I’ve literally never swooned so hard.
I brought enough dynamite to blow her back
Your gut is the only part of your body that could function alone.
It has as many neurons as a cat brain.
Am in your guts and you still trust it?
I hate her guts that’s why am inside ’em
Girls only squirt for guys that they love
Love had to thrive to prevent breeding of people
boyfriend allowance 2017.
Its in the National Anthem
Natukae na HerMoney
And its September so..
No Dick is Free
Put your money where your mouth is
Somebody tell Rihanna that she’s
Looking for the black man in all the wrong places
She needs to come to the factory of black
Archetypal uncorrupted DNAs
Not those uncultured POC
Uncluttered uncultured swine glass
The darker the flesh the deeper the roots
Like dirt, know your roots to the ground
Hollywood is America’s greatest weapon
They’ve smeared African as a benighted being,
empty of faith, philosophy or reason,
but with abundant instincts and superstition,
Put some respek when you mention the Black King motherfucker
find your inborn African spirit because, you know what, Africa misses its people.
Riri just went and dated an Arab
Its like Arabs wondering why people hate them
Them mopping about people hating them..
Without Oil.. Arabs are the most uncool people on earth
People hate Arabs not Islam
The pure Arabs, Omanis and Saudis
Iran is the best Muslim country; fight me
Persians are not Arabs
Achoo! That was a blessing
Virtually kissing these women
Virtually slapping that boring iPhone woman
Call me Kofi Siri boe
These girls mad that a nigga knows himself
He seems lost but knows his worth
These girls seem to have a kink for broken hurt niggas
Not all who wander are lost
Sometimes you gotta remind a woman she’s badder than the ones she worshiping….
I don’t mind not getting the girl.
At least I appreciated beauty and never held hate and misery near
Alexander the Great was a greedy motherfucker
Elon Musk is Alexander The Great reincarnated.
Julius Caesar was an arrogantly ignorant motherfucker
This nigga burnt the Great Egyptian Library of Alexandria
Razed knowledge to the ground
History has been written by those who have conquered others
Mahatma Gandhi was a racist motherfucker
Christopher Columbus was a fraudulent motherfucker
Jomo Kenyatta was a tribalist … Nvm
Bleeps and expletives
Vis-a-vis censorship is for pussies
Don’t be that guy who flosses with Cognac bottles
Wanaume! Wanaume tuna ndevu, tufanyeje?
Tunyoeni basi! ~ Diabolical Aboud Rogo’s words (Translation : In fact, shave your beard, )
Mzee Jomo Kenyatta : “Wanaume Ni kuonana.”
“To be a man is to man up”
Cry Out Amen by Lil Wayne is the realest most emotional rap song ever made
Its 10× deeper than Tupac’s ‘Dear Mama’
Wayne poured his soul
All hail Weezy; Call it bad weather
Back when it was still cool to say that you were the Kenyan Weezy
As cool as Lil Wayne’s graphics designer btw
Jesus Christ riding a donkey in Judea and half naked Gandhi-types meditating.
Outchea trying to please everyone,
What about me mahn?
You don’t need to DO anything to receive. Release that notion.
I wasn’t born to give bribes
Mum has never ever given a bribe in her lifetime
We live off of her good karma
We leech off of her Graces
Am not ready to adult
“I don’t do drugs. I am drugs” — Salvador Dali
Saying dumb shit in clever ways
What if Mojo was all a note to self
Its all fun and games till I drop the next Mojo
You peeps act like this shit doesn’t affect you
At least I don’t abuse it
If I abused it most of y’all minds would rot
I’ll give you post exposure therapy
Same way I wouldn’t wish on any movie to corrupt my thoughts
Its not my fault
I don’t make the rules
Products of a God-given human creativity
Oh I live via Pope’s teachings not Olivia Pope’s fixings
That safety in number bullshit is a farce
C’mon man, we ain’t flamingos
The individual matters
Why should I worry about the next dick carrier
Kila mtu na maisha yake brathe
You calling me girly coz I got lotion tolerant skin
Just say you’re jelly coz my skin is clear
Go somewhere and suck a titty kemosabe
The last verse is for Random mumbo jumbo
“To be wise is to grow a white beard and smoke mysterious substances from a wooden pipe.” – Someone, somewhere, a long time ago
One of the harsh realities of this world is that one thing feeds off another to beget another
Hijacking Muslim holidays to begin doing damage
Weekend began early
Pettiness is nothing to brag about.
Donkey with stripes.
I don’t obey my thirst. I tuck it
Underneath the mattress
Where I hide my feelings
Pouty lips and sweet tits
So thirsty of appraisals she fakes a low self esteem
She said I was an itch she needed to scratch
And we never banged
She touched herself after hours to the thought of me
Locomotional train wreck
Cranberry, Canberra, Cannabis, Canaan, Canada
All these cans but you still choose to cannot
Not just a Speck of dust passing through the glory of creation
I pray that I don’t end up wily beguily
When I had nightmares they said its coz I listen to hardcore hip hop
I can rap to 70% of EMINEM
Rap god represents the remaining 30%
No Better way saying this but
I had a dream burying my face in your boobs
Burukenge first became a household term
Mellowed by life
Knocking on Heathens door
Bitch I’m HollyGrooving
Steady mobbing only God can stop me
Need a sweet influence
even doctors need doctors.
Stop being pro seed
Use a rubber
Proudly delivered in DMX’s raspy voice
That’s a real nigga for you
How do you loathe narcissism but approve of vanity?
I killed it
Fist bump my nigga