Cereal Box Philosophy
Otis Mensah
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Sling that Cereal Box Philosophy The Sharman of the socials The fool's a fortune telling probe; Trying to talk the most 'woke truth' Woe is he who preaches that he know you It's been a minute since the pain spill out I've been suppressing the pressures Blessed till the sun go down Beckoning thunder under my tongue we're all just sons of a child Learning to pick up a mans game And my thoughts on wild WOWZ Electricity blessed with the best trilogy Death is just rest Rid my of stress from the nest knitting me It means all of my choices the same And all the outcomes that remain are redundant Just throw me under a lonely number Miscommunicating to his only neighbour We chose altercations over peace of mind to feel we're trading places Phases from elevation to feeling vacant Filling empty corridors in fact with happy ideas Feeling solid consolidation Moderation left logic depleted 'cause my entire placement is build of my elation And maximising itself and duplicating itself At the cost of my health The Hubris made the Ego famous Ergo I need notation to move my glacier of self Sun gazing in a grapefruit waiting for change Like three weeks later Seeker of New a Sharman in shards I'd rather be chic and aloof Than feeling blue playing lost boy in the booth Avoiding the truth More a chore than a therapy More a cause than a casualty Lord we all fall for the peril Pray the devil leaves Soak my past life in the kerosine To bath in light works of Serenity You know how the weather be Raindrops pierce skin like bullet holes Where we trap God in rectangular silicone Worship trap-gods and materialism pharos Stuck in this monotone and this Solipsism my dome alone I guillotine a G.O.A.T, coming and see a show All my peers sold their soul to hold money to their ear like a mobile phone; No one's answering that call That's a cancer of cause what's the masculinity mantra that you mourn Don’t show your feels to hold your own Are you a Coca Cola clone or a Motorola bro About to overthrow Capital kings Rooted in the colonisers sins I mean at least in ideology it's much harder with practical things So we make fringe art and sing latter-day hymns Binge ate the empty noose Praying on hard times and bruising my shins Feel like I'm loosing my limbs A drop of sleep in the ocean of forever That's the pill that killed Prince We call the pilgrims torch Jerichos walls and call my next of kin To say he's off-kilter and tilting buildings again The way I feel within, kind of bewildering Sort of Seasonal Affective from the limelight And it caught me from the blindside Swallowing molotov cocktails Everyone in the biz laughs at me because I'm still using hotmail Santa Claus was actually a white male but Jesus wasn't Send my prayers up and leave this plight WELL I hate that ignorant ish like 'one day you'll make it big' I guess you don't know what I go through on the daily kid Pumped up kicks my gun is big about to blow my led My poetry never fails but still can't save the whales
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