(Be)Cum'a- Cham3L3on

I can't count on the fact that some ,

..of you actors have to come...become-a-come'-a..

Come'a-come-a....become a chameleon.." Look maĺ"..ive become-a ,

Come-a...become a comedian ,

Jokin' about how they'll never come...

Forward intentionally,

Since the events I see ,

Will eventually,

Break through the resistance thats been cemented into the mental bricks,

That prevents the kids ,

From being convinced that we do not consent to this,

Endless chip- ping...CH-CH-Chippingì our golden pine cones ,up ,up and away ...chippin' away at our ...

Away at our instincts ,

Making the opposite of what is true, the foundation of men's dreams ,

But I've been keen, " Keenan Cain'en , ivory Wayans & Able...

Able to to sign on the dotted line with pen ink ,

And on a win streak,

Bout to smack this one out the park for the win , team...⁸⁸

Go to bat for peace ,

Actually...

Wagin' war for the poor ,

Causin' have-ick for the non combative ,

Fighting demons with the light im beamin',

Being polite & desent ,

In spite of recent...

Events that took place organically,

Or more than candidly ,

Them happen to be planned,

Cox cain and cable enabling on demand ....

demandingly,

And if we,

Dont understand the strings..

On our back that' re being pulled,

Then how do we know who's pullin' em..

Cuz they fully snuck

Inside of us while we were asleep,

All these sheep-pulls that tweet,

All these bo peeps that speakin' Chinese,

Or hebrew, the timing is see through,

The lining we eat through,

The diamonds we need to,

Make computers for the re-boot

Im hoping' the blessed,

Will remain safe...

When it's my time to leave this deranged place...

If he opens the stairway to heavens main gate...

My pane takes,

On so many different faces...

So many types of names

So, any type of games...

Is welcomed but forbidden intermittently...

Allegedly,

Presumably,

Usually, at least one or two I be,

Loosing my noodles and the screws i speak...

May the words I've chosen...

Reverb in through your nerve ends ... im hoping...

This slowly broken smoldering culdron of folks that're open,

To the truth but not..not very often...cuz in this Gotham, they've been taught men ,ù

Only have the choice between Batman & Robbin ,

And a lot of em' scoffin'...

A lot of em' mockin'...

Cuz i state the obvious that these frog men could not ,in...

A million years reach speeds of mock ten...

Thats hog wash...and if you believe all that odd talk ,

then you can lick my dogs crotch....

chalk it up as a loss,

Off the top...

On the bottom....

In the middle ...

When I scribble

These riddles that fiddle ,

With the instramentals,

Dont start goin' & gettin' all sentimental,

Mentally, preventing me...resenting those that teach...

Soooo...Sapose i keep ,yellin' at these kids,

To pull up their pants...

Brush their teeth ,

Sush your beak...shit...if it werehj up to me....

They'd eliminate every globe in every classroom in every city across this non rotating level plane....j

J