REMIX!!!! As a magic magestic melanated god, I'm so please with how polite the police are...

Are you a helpful critic.... Or an enemy...?

Waking up with the Sahara pumping through my capillaries...

You asked me about when I stopped time to steal from the hobos

In the great hobo wars there were no heros, there was no integrity or rules of war.. blood flowed freely from the pigeons both sides ate to maintain an edge. The feathers drowned the night sky and the bird screams made hundreds of children insane...