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Electrocardiographs

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Catholic school boys rule Nine fingers to the sun Happy you're "Woke" I woke up fully clothed and broke as fuck So repressed that I cringe when British folks say the word cunt Systemically made us felons so we would never hold their guns Only hire shooters Never been to Hooters If this was Los Angeles in '92 I'd be a looter Kanye sends dick pics I send dog pics How the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant? Swam back to the trap, noticed most trap rappers are clients Like clockwork, our country's blessed And obsessed with ultra-violence Working in the drug world you see a lot of grown men crying I was actually born in July, most these guys are Leos, lion Touch a lot of dollars, all of it I owe to others Never wanted to fuck with crack after I saw it fuck my father This life has a lot to offer Sweet poisonous kisses From the lips of priests or devils' daughters Precious vixen mistresses quick to spit the venom In sync with several sicknesses Severing heads with liquid sedatives Sentiments slide like sedimentary mud These fuckers won't take me alive or touch what I've done They're not breaking my prime Man, I'm too fat to run so I'll dive Holy fuck! Like the body of Christ inside of a nun's cunt "No, no, no, that's too much You're supposed to pose as a poet Not grow into another punch-drunk punk!" Today I'm overthinking of a population that voted for Trump Of that one time in junior high when a little boy called me skunk Because he saw my skin was light but I wasn't white enough Thought English wasn't my mother tongue Because my family was Puerto Rican Suburban Connecticut kids laughed At a name that sounded foreign Never quite fit in with other ones on the teacher's attendance list In California, when I was eleven they asked me to "talk Mexican" Got so sick of explaining, eventually, I just said yes "Yes, yes, yes, yes, that's fine!" Everything is a test Everything falls in line Like flat ones on electrocardiographs when we die Everything is a test "I against, I against, I" In the meantime, use those brains to redefine that life Everything is a test Everything falls in line, like flat ones On electrocardiographs when we die