STUMP THOUGHT

The art of mindless, interpretations and creations,
Penetrating clueless illustrations and perpetrating;
A failed organization...grammatically incorrect,
Still have to show this articulate black kid so much deserved respect;
I am convinced that although we are far from similar;
I risk next to everything for my unfamiliar,
Familiar casualties, those victims are my canvas actuality,
Taking the fake images of success turning it into realities;
Not amazed by the fact they snapping their fingers to my stanzas,
Putting a beat to spoken words so head nods turn into dancers;
Jungle music flow type,
Forest noise flow hype,
Left in the dark from my future so it's only fair to go right...
Next to the wisdom of the highest, pretty fishes and pirates,
Peasants and a highness, jokers are uninvited..
Cited, for standing on the corner with my math book I call my bible,
Steady looking for petty rivals who only act off what you do not decide to;
"Good-bye you"...
Say peace to this world..hope heavens filled with pretty girls,
And water guns with pillow feathers falling over innocent nuns,
Real as it comes..most of our only aims is a gun,
Saying fun, comes when you are sleeping after your buried by one;
Scary as two...cops walking in your direction,
After your put in the cuffs is your only reflection,
Standing in front of a judge which saying "guilty" gives him an erection;...
Only because me an apes have the same complexion;
Word words dictated from the heart,
The light of all light the evils of all dark;
Word words that straight creep from the heart,
That word word that just gives me a stump thought;