AKA A Bond, A Time To Die, Time To Die, Daniel Craig...

Daniel Craig, you were beautiful as the brewing day,
The legacy you leave it will never reduce or fade,
The way you stood there on the roof while everything just blew away,
Lived life till the fullest till you'd choose a new embrace,

Forever in the eons bet no one'll forget your name!
Remember Casino Royale when you stepped up into this game,
It left such profound impression I could go back and take lessons,
For a while had an obsession with the double zero legend.

Double oh, pardon me, still need a heart to beat,
UK fortitude amped up flowing in glowing arteries,
We all do! Have a choice on how to see the world and boy
Did you choose your poison! Be it alcohol or the woman.

But did ya'll have to kill off Felix? Still fresh with the grievance?
And Specter went away almost too fast for it to mean things.
And after that pompous ending with the sky of fire sending
You into a new dimension, it's all work to back and then some?

Come on now! Remember when Moneypenny got back and was black,
That was a cool twist, but an all female bond? Forget about that!
You could be cool in another movie you bad-ass beauty Naomi,
Or Lashana Lynch but sue me JAMES Bond is the true G.

There used to be real men in those novels by Ian Fleming,
You want to go with trending? Albert Broccoli's a bending.
I thought you had good stuff going and it wouldn't stop for no one.
But now I don't really know will it be a good show or no huh?

It's been an honor Craig though, fare well and Aloha,
Didn't mind you from the start, though people frowned on you from the go up
Blonde hair instead of black hair, back then that was a big thing.
Hope they're not thinking this will be akin to all that bling bling!

It is a good time to die though, depressing with this whole age thing,
You went out with a blast, lived fast, but had time to claim things,
Save the world a few times, leave imprints in a few minds,
Always go with class, brass buckle suit and shoeshine.

So I want to send you homage! Want to remember the moment.
And that this life is short and that it sucks if you don't own it.
I'm not saying we all should go merk terrorists hellbent on populace cleaning.
But live life with true intentions. Live life like you mean it.

And look up at the sun and see double o's up there gleaming.

Stunting. Stunning. Behemoth. Hey eh... spoiler alert.

Crack a tootoo. Take the train. Train up you fool. Raise your brain. Play the flute flute. Ain't the same. Pray the huge tools. May complain.

Twenty twenty one won? Two two soon too done done. Toot toot run run.

Yeah...

Read on...

As in... James Bond.

You know I've got a problem when I don't have time to record, but still got a night,
It's okay though I'll go acapella my flow is dope as Moses.
Can't walk on water but I probe religion in my proses.
Programmed to break down the code around me till it closes.

Soon I'll be going to watch a movie and I've got a moment.
To pen some lines, to tantalize it could be the coldest.
Channelize my inner feelings and thoughts and emotions.
Till I'm drowning in myself, solo soul overdosing.

Obie One! Can you tell me what I will become?
Don't want to succumb to the dark side, but who has won?
Rule of thumb is the light claims to convert all,
But the darkness is covert y'all. I wouldn't really believe it.

Easy peace! That's a DREAM for the sleazy greasy!
I don't believe in these LIES I'd rather stand or sit up.
Do sit-ups while I stand on my grand Isuzu pickup.
It's usual fitness and this stuff? The unusual hiccup.

Yes uh. Double oh. Seven.

Read on...

AKA Shine On, Astral Caserole (What We Should Become - Unlike Chosen Witticism - Food For Thought)...

I totally ran out out of inspiration.
Aspirations... rising higher than I'd planned to chase them.
Have more collabs planned and I'm a tad impatient.
But nothing works when you're not feeling it.

I'm eager to quit! I start too many things and never finish.
Inktober though... it seems these are my exception.
My inception. Immersed myself and took some steps in and before I knew it,
Was doing astral projection.

Pass the leopard! Fly by like it's a tadpole.
Universe a rad hole. Wholesome like a womb.
Swallows you up like if you do too much Zoom.
Comfort. Old habits die hard.

I've been panicking by stars,
Sipping Sangria in the bar by my mind's eye,
I never go out I seem quite shy,
I never roll up, I'm not that type of guy.

You might see me though standing in the rain while it's raining.
Freezing temperature. In shorts. Straining.
Trying to breath in a calm and collected manner.
I like to challenge myself and... channel my anger.

Be spontaneous so I don't spontaneously combust!
Gotta recycle that rage! We compost stuff.
Like me I lie in a cage and decompose.
And slowly my tattered soul turns into the dopest prose.

Flying on wings I don't know...
Looking into my body and feel akin with a glow...
Embracing, a warmth raising me like a ray of light,
Swept away in the calming night when I pray I might...

Is the afterlife a dream? The white tunnel subconscious?
What's hell though? Where are the monsters?
I seldom wander out of my room but when I open the door,
I'm hoping the floor's still solid - that it won't let go and transform!

We are more than we believe we are!
We are the warmth of a fleeting star.
We are the molecules inside our own.
We are the core in the oldest home.

We are but brittle little kids built on bits of bone!
But our will is a strength that never wilts or slows.
And you can't put us in a hilt, we like hills explode.
Volcano for real though, molten lava java coffee.

Wind sings to me softly when I'm panicking...
Tells me to go back on in into my shell casing.
I shoot me out like a shotgun when I am facing my dark side.
Loony not like the moons but like I'm crazy.

Hey Zeus charging on a metal stream!
Solid silver and electron, old pyramid topping.
I realize... quitting's not an option.
I will keep going like you. Astral till my coffin.

Shine on... still got inspiration to climb on...