Jade Fever Dream

written May 29, 2020 at 2:17 PM

Woh it's a fever dream 

and not everything is what it seems 

I'm tipsy after walking the streets sipping on Jim Beam 

Open container 

Now my dreams stale 

All I'm smelling is turpentine 

Fractures and wounds oozing like glycerine 

Hold your head while my screws come loose

I'm in the confessional booth and I'm making a scene 

I need some miiiillllkkkkk

Got me all mixed up like some Ovaltine 

Ripped apart after I come loose at the seams 

Don't turn me upside down and shake me up like a pen 

Don't you fucking tap me like a wire 

I peep you through aviators  like the Feds 

OD locked up like dreads 

I won't be no drop in the ocean 

I'll spill my own blood and die on my feet 

You ain't stomping me to the end 

I go to the ends 

Of the earth

I need you to get up like you don't trust me 

to be the one sitting on the remote

I take puffs crack jokes 

Don't ever sleep like I'm on a bid 

Only keep one eye closed 

Cuckoo clock in my head   off key a minute off and sometimes 

it don't tick at all 

That denial hit different when you mutha fuckin WOKE

Sweep up sunny skies into my chimney 

I puff and puff like I got a vendetta 

against pork 

Rake your grass up who got papers 

Who got purp smoke? 

J.S. NYC 2021