Hookah Smokes
eyes closed I’m blowin’…
Steam on mirrors
mirrors between us invisible
dimming mirrors cover our sins and caption
I am the only sober wolf in this pack
trying to inject philosophy into my drained passion
This is another session
pianists, politicians, victims, chemists smoking my thoughts with passion
my messages passing through bloodstreams without question
asteroid showers shattering young luck
hate rains on me I don’t really give a fuck
now dropping on melon, watermelon another buck
out loud dreaming with this dream sound truck
eyes closed I’m blowin’…
Smokes painting skies on 4 continents
wish tomorrow was better for confidence
to lose you before you lost us
freeze you before you froze us
I am American, I am African, I am Asian, I am Earthian
I am veteran, agrarian, musician, Olympian
I am black, I am white, I am concrete
moral absence, this system’s incomplete
I don’t understand the joy in choking on lies
10K bike rides in white nights on ice
10 racers behind me all foreign spies
throwback to days, inhalation amplifies
eyes closed I’m blowin’…
““I and U”, yeah, l and U
I am calling your name, last avenue, you subdue
“I & U” my tattoo
lost hue, life new
I and you we argue
tell me where this is drifting to
I am running away from your LVMH notion
Étretat sound vibes coming from Frank Ocean
I and you we blew the view
take the tissue we can’t redo…”
roman numerals to count virtue, value
eyes closed I’m blowin’…
{ I SMOKE }
Today and every other day
your people got no conscience
golden hooks won’t save your nonsense
something dropping on us all nuisance
going back to that old discussion clueless
yeah, I and U, we argue,
on Rue la Fayette I’m asking you where to
Gare de Lyon talks dragged us into part 2
the temple, the church, the mosque before you, we leave
can’t decipher what you breathe, dunno what you believe
I carry the compass my dad gave me
I and you on a route we won’t agree
when man and woman bond become holy
can’t go back to zero and give you glory
yea, life’s hard, it’s gossip war you revolt
I’m running outta patience that kept me remote
no guns, drugs only spotless mind in my game
bank account with crypto coins, inner light the same
scenes changin’,
eyes closed I’m blowin’…
hookah smokes to your conscience
hookah smokes to your nonsense
hookah smokes to plenty stories
hookah smokes to empty sorries
hookah smokes to our enemies
hookah smokes to Monday
hookah smokes to Money
hookah smokes to my Honey
hookah smokes to my Honey
blowin’…blowin’…
hoo-kah, hoo-kah, hoo-kah smokes
hoo-kah, hoo-kah, hoo-kah smokes
clouds formin’,
eyed closed I’m blowin’…
hookah smokes to past present future
hookah smokes to your dark humor
hookah smokes to this hungry cougar
hookah smokes to your ruler
hookah smokes to your face loser
hookah smokes to your face loser
EOS, EOS, EOS
hookah smokes to your face…(blowin’)
hookah smokes to your face…(blowin’)
eyes closed I’m blowin’
{ II SMOKE }
…sittin’, smokin’, but vistas around distorted by the black holes
Yesterday was tomorrow, vice versa, 2nd slashing million homes
same amps, same volts, we are surviving with different ohms
dictator clowns gunning my team full of colored stones
escaping escalation hooded sniper targets on our bones
inner core element of justice clashing with ideological atoms
life wisdom resting in abandoned Koran, Bible, Torah tomes
One more hookahalation, take this hose breathe…
Your knee on my neck “I can’t breathe!”, Your knee on my neck “I can’t breathe!”
I can’t breathe when these demons, devils are breathing next to me
I can’t breathe when this air’s polluted with the 1st degree debris
I offer katana swords against killers, criminals, liars, supremacists
this earth’s spinning fast, why are we ripping us apart to pieces?
I think about ripping apart these acts, papers, docs to pieces
burn those who try to steal our minds with meaningless doctrines
We go electric, they go steam blowing shame stains in their faces
I am friends with Koreans, Tanzanese, Mauritians, Nepalese
sweeping dirt off these halls and streets with telekinesis
shaman dances in circles our last hope prayers
our human pillars degrading in full glares
in these smokes my only distraction is this Martian rover
poison feeding to my nerves, I resort to jokes by Trevor
scenes changin’
eyes closed I’m blowin’
hookah smokes to your conscience
hookah smokes to your nonsense
hookah smokes to plenty stories
hookah smokes to empty sorries
hookah smokes to our enemies
hookah smokes to Monday
hookah smokes to Money
hookah smokes to my Honey
hookah smokes to my Honey
blowin’…blowin’…
hoo-kah, hoo-kah, hoo-kah smokes
hoo-kah, hoo-kah, hoo-kah smokes
clouds formin’
eyed closed I’m blowin’
hookah smokes to past present future
hookah smokes to dark humor
hookah smokes to this hungry cougar
hookah smokes to your ruler
hookah smokes to your face loser
hookah smokes to your face loser
EOS, EOS, EOS
hookah smokes to your face…(blowin’)
hookah smokes to your face…(blowin’)
eyes closed I’m blowin’…
{ III SMOKE }
I see them white silhouettes around the black corners plain
bears sneaking from behind in ugly masks delivering pain
club after club we’re hitting the same floors over and over again
these ugly clay figures separate the front lines on my path again
politically incorrect criminally correct ill speech on tv again
I use rubber erasers to wipe those showboats off my page again
yeah, seeing the truth gives chills to your brain
pointless public greets probably fire your campaign
two days in a row, two in a row, D-row, you grow
same glow, same flow, python on the outside though
true bio labels for dough, no luck it’s my pure bio
BAGA shoes only shields from that cultural ego
thousand rare rhinos killed by barbarian trio
milksops sucking up to bears in a family photo
bombs dropping they bolt like mediterranean turbot
I push out these invasion minded outlaws with quad turbo
you knew me sane, now I am numb to injustice bro
too many eyes stuck on you to drop a tweet
this city’s too tight for us to fight on one street
expected class breed from one locked in greed
missing virtues I cannot force feed
I’d reverse boomerang and hit back at your karma
your karma denser than my armor deeper than my saga
I followed your scent and fell into a drama
can’t live with dogma so I’d rather fall into coma
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eyes closed blowin’
hookah smokes to your conscience
hookah smokes to your nonsense
hookah smokes to your ruler
hookah smokes to your face loser
hookah smokes to your face loser
Hookah, hookah, hookah smokes,
blowin’...
Hookah, hookah, hookah smokes
EK©