AKA Shrimps, Shrimp On The Barbie, Shrimpy, Shrimp And Tell...

I'm sitting on the train brain spraying flame...
Be back home at eight, dinner's waiting!
I can't fit a plate without it satiating
But more so: making breath control kinda tolled... still I eat and then I go!

Eat a loaf, cause we celebrate crustaceans...
Shrimp sandwiches, with mayonnaise egg and dill
It's killer yet they be killed, the little pink pilgrims milling
On the bottom of the ocean, mingling with kin and children

Instilling in us a sense of overcoming, and BLING!
Cause all who can't eat a kingcrab can eat a kingshrimp!
The one named after the dumbo-rhyming massive that flies in sky
It's bashful' we eat these little guys but fried on the side!

They deserve more than being a siiide dish
More than mozzarella or FRIES! Considering size and mileage!
The signs of life in the oceans deteriorate and still
I'm a chomp this little guy!!! Like a pickle.

My conscience gets shamed when I say it so strange...
It's shrimp sandwich day today though so I take my aim - on intake
Don't want to change, just don some drapes and rekindle the flame for
Culinary consumption! Scrumptious like a pumpkin!

All satuated and cremated and placed in a pie as stuffing...
It's dinner time I think I'm going hunting,
For something from the sea! I see some seaweed but waaave it awaaay,
I don't plaaay with my craaay... fish!

I put in the work! And for desert...
What's your pleasure, chocolate or mint, what do you want first?
What do you want to drink? I'll be back in a blink
Just gotta pimp this shrimp.

What do you have to say, when you do this everyday!
Need more inspiration, need experiences that are great...
Get out in the world if only to kick it with Pelé!
I don't even play football but... maybe we could ball!

Get out to Africa and see the savanna!
Go explore Peru, take a tour deep in the montanas -
Explore the thousands of pyramids hiding between the trees
While Egypt's one hundred and forty get all the bees

I mean all the buzz! Go travel the world and see enough
That I can do this kind of stuff till I'm cryogenically tucked away
Earn big bucks on slicing up puff filets
Or hunt bison grass on the tough glades of Ukraine

Why just wait - I'm just saying - with living my life
You may live till a hundred without even a singular plight
Or you can go on grand adventures and maybe get killed tonight
But until then feel so alive, so alive...

( It's Sunday morning I'm imploring you to get up out of bed even if all you do is mourn your orange groove
Talking to myself! Need motivation when the rain is pouring all morning and life feels all boring, but what the hell
I'm realer than others non-realer. Just need to transform myself from a unicycle to a fourwheeler
Get a move on! Even when days are unappealing and devoid of meaning. GET new glasses, see clearer! )

But what. What do you say when you've said all that there is
To say! And don't have enough rizz for showbusiness
Like Craig Fergusson, the living ticking verbal witticism bomb
I'll Sir the John, he surely was sterling on a certain job

Meanwhile I'm bobbing in and out of shops
Looking for cheap dairy, picking up shiny rocks
Stocking up on dried oats and marinade and stock
I've certainly got a lot going for me on this block

What's poppin'? It's popcorn with butter and salt!
Pop 'em up in cast iron like I copped pots from a vault wall
And always vault outside my door for a short walk
At lunchtime, listen to a pod while my mind drifts

Find bliss in the little things - sing in the shower...
Power to the New Guinea tribes still staying violent
And killing all who disturb their peace, these wannabees
Who want adventure, but dare not venture off common streets

( It's Sunday morning I'm imploring you to get up out of bed even if all you do is mourn your orange groove
Talking to myself! Need motivation when the rain is pouring all morning and life feels all boring, but what the hell
I'm realer than others non-realer. Just need to transform myself from a unicycle to a fourwheeler
Get a move on! Even when days are unappealing and devoid of meaning. GET new glasses, see clearer! )

And feel greater! Slow down a bit. Phone a buddy.
The TV's full of shows but they... show nothing!
The city's full of pavement, people, and rubbish.
WHAT more is there still to see here? I'm struggling...

To find a mind I might hone and not mind my home, always!
Nothing is set in stone, except our history
If I'm not out digging tombs, I won't indulge on what's set
I will get out and get over myself and ask: What's NEXT?

I realize it's night right now and the day is over but... tomorrow!

(It's Sunday, and ALL! Is said, and done...)

AKA A Moment Of Macchiato...

Coffee killed my headache today!
I was ready to break.
Pop a pill and get rid of
This common ailment I face.

First cup it didn't do much,
The second did not enough,
Then I took a chilled Starbucks Hazel Macchiato...
Goooood stuff.

...

And now I'm on a rooooll! Again... with Nabella! Good friend...

I'm looking forward... the day is bright, and I've been up since morning.
Our guests just left the house, guestroom's where I'm recording
The sun is shining outside, in a while I'll be out walking
Before then just gotta prep a track before I've boredom

You never know! Some days it comes, some days it goes
Some days inspiration hits quick like a pint of blow
Some days are warm some days are cold some days are slow...
Sunday's tomorrow! Some day... maybe I'll know.

How to handle my life right! How to do my dues.
Feeling I've nothing to lose, by leaving my refuge.
Maybe when it crumbles! Maybe when my room's so cramped.
I can't reach the light button so I can light the lamp.

When you go through darkness it gets brighter!
It's such a paradox. Like if you keep doing all-nighters!
Eventually you tire! You fall asleep way better!
And if it's cold and damp and dark you really want to light that fire! Or wear a sweater...

Nothing lasts forever! Not in this world that I know...
Radiation lasts pretty long if you mix and melt isotopes
Legacy built on generations can maybe outlast the Pope
And Hope is the last thing to leave us... or so I'm told

But I don't know, who in this world is truly wise or no
The more I listen to leaders, the more I realize their vices
And the more nice I'm told the less I believe it
I realize how easy it is to grow into grievance

And to grow needy and greedy, when circumstances change
The more you have the more you NEED to have, to stay the same
We all lapse in the prospect of comfort, don't want to lose
What you have, and if it's your loss or other's, you've got to choose

...

So what do you choose then! Gotta keep growing, gotta keep moving
Gotta provide for you or for your family, excusing excusing...
Fortunately I'm more a recluse than I am an outgoer
So you know I can't take as much for me as I could a covent

Then maybe again family's what keeps you grounded too
Maybe they remind you all they really need is you
Maybe I ought find something that really makes me see
Just the good and the love and the positive...

In humanity.

Summer may be gone! But carry on regardless
Lose your shackles, your carry-on, your harness
It all gets easier when you try your hardest
So don't give up on yourself! Or be alarmist

I'm... going back to regular flows
For a day or so, easing up on everyday woes
It's time to relax, sit back, retract and chill
My energy went *poof*, will it get back? It will.

Best be still for a while. Chill for a while.
Smile just a mite like you're quite high on life.
Even if you wish you were going ham like Snoop.
Everyday jamming with that cash and loot, y'know...

And with his sense of sensibility, his level of calm.
My regular level is like the level of an alarm.
No surprise my back's tense like a barber
With a cut-throat razor who's used to JRL or WAHL

Speaking of which, my trimmer just died
I might've fried it, plugged it in, used it with a line
Reduced the battery life, it says clearly on the side
You can't use it like that, but I was too low on time! Oh well...

My laptop died too this season.
I worked from a distance for a few weeks.
The final day of working just without reason:
The ghost of the mobo gave up on me.

But I made it through the final day, I got paid!
I've bought another laptop, best one I've had to date!
And if I keep the trimmer plugged in I can still shave!
Even if the summer's over, they're cozy, these days...

These orange days... see the scenery.
Society keeps moving on old machinery.
And soon Gen-Z is entering the workforce
They might have to step it up a bit and work for it

I'm for sure not always a fan of the new
Ask me about 5G I'd put a ban on that too
I'm not much for life without wires - contrary
To what you MIGHT think it's more to me like a con on the free

All the offerings we do for big tech
Tiredness... long days with no rest
Wireless... blue light, long stress
Tired eyes... bent backs, sore necks

But I'm a keep on working... I keep saying that
Steady like a train on a runaway track
I might go berserk in the final days of Inktober
Play it back again, yo friends, it's good to know ya!

Inktober is now one third of the way over
Days passed so fast a while, now they're painfully slow
How did I turn from a wild man to a plain office Joe?
Pains me to know, I've been like this for a decade

But I've not been doing dailies for the full ten yet!
I hope to reach that milestone - everyday I do my reps!
I wreck me - just sit hours on end and press play
Mix and write and record more and... stress away

Yet the sense of accomplishment's strong and that's what
Matters most to me - manner of method it matters not.
I'm not Method Man - but do what I can with compression.
Picked up a little tricks from Nick - keep learning lessons.

Everyday is a new lesson and there's so much more to learn!
Gen-Z you'll have to wait your turn, we're still going
We're controlling the world, taking over and over
The coal is too cold, the new gold is the Cobalt

Can't I not turn these raps to politics, and bat
For an average... don't want to get too savage!
I just want to enjoy the composite orange foil
That's covering the ground like a pot of joy

Come on...

It's cool... it's autumn!

Let's roid.

Summer... 2024... I'm back again! But always wanting more. Always! Yeah!
Waltzing through these hallways, feeling kinda floored... as soon as I walk in through that door.
No longer sore from all the digging and the hopping, the chopping, the chipping, the LIVING!
Stockholm's more a morgue...

But I'm sure! That I'll get back to it!
Summer is over but the next one I'll resume it!
Digital detox has become a wonder movement
I'm in wonder I've been doing this since 1992-ish

Since 1989 when I was formed and born
A one or two years later I was a straight up storm
Knocking over chairs and tables I think running was the norm
I'm still not running my life I'm just running from reform

And from change! I want summer to always stay the same!
For family to gather and remind us what remains!
And we still love each other and in nature we all play
For the rest of days, till we're drained of life and swept away!

The summer is the wonder, we wander to the yonder
When thunder comes a knocking we all huddle all befuddled
But it don't matter if it rains until the lawn's a puddle
It's like winter, it's temporary, live on and resentment bury

Don't get stuck on bad things shit will always happen
Don't get stuck on pettiness or feeling others cash in
While you plant zucchini seeds and spend each morning cleaning weed
And mowing grass to feed the plants and then just fall fast asleep

And you're not making any money, but if it don't rain it's sunny
And you slowly get a tan and drop some fat and feel like running
And your procrastination woes now don't mean nothing again,
Every day you wake up hit the lake, get the rake and...

...

It ain't forever but it's never a rut!
Summer's my level and I'm leveling up!
Slowly getting better and better! But nothing's better forever!
When the leaves turn yellow, you know...

It doesn't take much, to feel a great rush
Keep composure even when you know it's over
Winters come and go and winter's slow like a mofo
But it's all in your mind, at least half-time, go pro

I won't slow though! I will keep on till I can't
I will rhyme on so I've rhythm when I write out my rants
We all love and live on plants, our potatoes are stashed
If you ever want to stop by and crash... hello!

This parabellum isn't aimed at your brain -
It's for the winter! I will to kill the cold - cherish it's reign!
But y'all know after summer man it's never the same!
Even if the summer's over all this craft will remain, yeah!

...

Cyberdevil is BACK! With a whack track. And the beat see...
Yes that's S3C!

To keep on with the legacy...
Everyday we get up, and then we breathe!
Even if it's not summer, not summer, not summer...

Summer Time.

It's gotta be a quick one today
Time's up! It drifts and it whisks away, but it's okay!
I put my thumbs up like I'm trying to hitchhike
And all I get is killer rhymes in this riptide

Feeling like Killer Mike when I drift by

It's night and I've been working right?
Been making up for lost time in the tech department
I don't know what I was thinking when I was up North this summer
At the farm trying to start a garden

It's not an Olive Garden even
And I'm not Jamie Oliver, I emcee - man!
I don't do reaction videos or streaming
I'm more the quiet type - on the inside screaming

Kinda like I was possessed by demons (Cyberdevil)

I get my vent when I'm off work and inking
Even if it's but a little acapella inkling
Tired from the trip, still yawning and blinking
Tomorrow though I'll be back for real I'm thinking

The drive was tiring but I really feel
Sore shoulders from holding onto that steering wheel!
Auto pilot mode maybe made that worse
I had to re-adjust manually when two lanes merged

And there's a bit of resistance in that subtle movement
So you have to really insist on what you're doing
Not carelessly move your arms and spin the wheel -
I didn't feel it THEN but it must've been a real ordeal!

I'm rested up now though! And had a meal (oatmeal)

Both head and shoulders feel like led when older
And my back is whack, I've tried to crack that back
I've chiropractor time booked at lunch and so
Soon headed into the gritty city...

I'll be there for a dreaded sitting...
Nah I can't wait man I'm already kidding!
I wake up early and have to shift positions, and it don't work!
So I get up and write verse, that's how I did it!

I hope I heal I hope I get rid of this ordeal!
Remember when you were three how good your back could be?
If you're still young don't slump or sag, sit up!
Do a ton of sit-up's and jumping jacks, rip up!

I mean GET ripped! That's my message.
So you can feel tip-top whatever questage.
And flex when you do your reps, don't sacrifice SQUAT
For a stretch of rest or diddly-ditto! What?!

You'd better listen up kiddo! This game's hard KNOCK!

The rest's a mirage. The less you get: the more you LIVE!
So let's beget whatever kills this helter skelter shelter!!
You're in the world to make stellar acapellas! To relish hellish!
To turn pain into a vibe! Like with A Tribe Called Quest.

The rest is a facade. So try your best.

Huzzah.