Let me put my poems in you

So I was going through this bag that is stuffed with old raps and things that I've written over the years and this poem was one of them. I think I had just seen the movie slam or something cause its in one of those cadences.... I've since grown I hope, but I thought it was sharable. I think I just liked the idea of rhyming about something other than weed and beer, pitying myself, and not really knowing what I was talking about.

LOST or FOUND
I am too confused to be blind, but blind enough to be amused and so I choose to keep my infinite potential within my reach to teach myself not to want what I can have. See, happyness is just two steps to the left, but I keep moving in the direction I think is right, moving ever so closer to, closure, or, keeping my composure. And, as I grow older the past keeps tapping me on the shoulder with boulders but when I turn around all I see is my reflection, which leads me to an inspection, of all my introspection.
From the days of protection to these years of contraception I'm learning, that, my loins are burning, turning my erection into an exception, cause, I'm seeking perfection but I don't know the direction, I am lost, with heartburn and indigestion.
All I need's a simple lesson, on life and love, or love of life,
depression's no longer a confession but rather a question of acception.
I sometimes simply don't like myself, so why should you?
I repeat so why should you so often I burn my fate, and learn my hate.

I may be friendly,
but I'm my own worst enemy...

MF does not mean motherfucker

Besides the fact that KMD was the absolute Shit and that the super-villain himself is as nasty as it gets, my man never takes off his mask. I didn't know this shit. He keeps that mask on even when flying, now that's commitment.

6" live

Another vid of me and rymmon on the side stage at Pondfest 08. Good look Tom on the filming. You are by far my favorite guy in Vermont.
P.s. all the gold is at the end.

Presidential ass bump

first one ever... it has warmed my soul.
Signed sealed delivered I'm yours

petit juif

I'm starting a log of funny french shit.
Today I learned that French people refer to the funny bone as the little Jew.

the illest mafuckers come dressed to kill

this one had me for a while. still love it tho. Reminds me of masta ace a little, but obviously not as good.

street life - E Bros

There are two types of people who wear sunglasses inside..

Blind people and assholes