Jay Alejo Writes

late one evening sipping a beer

if you’re playing games that’s not what i wanna hear

unless it is so go grab the cartridges

eat the rich using joysticks for targeting

and spark the green

my mind is a machine

im spiritually lean and mean

one wolf wolfpack team

obscene the rulers hubris

im splooging on their mistress mons pubis

using spit as lubricant

she beat my dick til i got contusions

and bruised too

the elites just want to abuse and use you

but yeah its all a game that we just move through

im unglued dude

im fucking looney tunes

sacrificial goat trying to stay afloat with mental issues

smoke cigarettes cause receding dental tissues

and causing friction

my life is 100% superstition

plus a few addictions

mental fiction plays out in my cognition

just make sure to grab the new edition

and flip pages from cover to cover

im fucking your girlfriend mom and sister with no rubber

shes walking like she has sea legs but shes a landlubber

i smoke bowls til my whole skull glows and i hover

now im in trouble for talking that shit

fake moving and grooving but be about your spit

and thats legit its true and matter of factual

i see the future from birds eye view like a pterodactyl

as the nazgul flies got theratears for dry eyes

the world that im trying to describe in my minds eye

will not arrive until a long time after i die

so why try simple plant the seeds and water

for trees that will survive the wanton slaughter

in the meantime bring bottle caps to barter

your wifey opened the front door in a nightgown and garters

so i tore that ass part for her just speaking facts

im not the kind to lie over spoken word or wax

the loophole is this is not recorded its pixels on a screen

the font is green like trees with resin crystalline

so you might as well just block me

unless you wanna fight like hockey go on and keep on walking

its shocking the amount of shit im talking rather typing

feeling nihilistic so why dont you fucking fight me

ill either strike like lightning or fall with honor

while i have vitality in me ill fight til im a goner

as the fuel and water run out and were all starving together

cant even cook on rainy days because the fucking weather

cant even cool or heat the house and mice are in the larder

flow is just like jesus because the holy ghosts its father