Hello Ms...Today

As the waiter hurries us to our table with warm salutations,
I am aloof towards the elegance of the evening.
Not glance to the posh decor, extravagant ornamentation or opulent aura;

She on the other hand is brimming with glee...
She never thought that dance would lead to this,
This wondrous restaurant with people she could have never met
and food should would not ever try;
But I did...

I grab her chair, seat her, and slid her in
Scanning the room to peer at my family.
You see while this is new to her, it is home to me.
This is the driveway, which leads right to my one room house.
At least there is only one room she will see.

She gets nervous to order food with no prices,
And I reassure her to get what she wants.
As we sip wine, I awestruck her with words and experiences experienced,
But mostly vicarious
She is taken aback by every syllable;
I am drawing forward with every smile.
And by the time the check comes, she is already gone.

As we walk up to my bedroom, I am already thinking about Ms. Tomorrow.
Ms. Right Now is already Ms. Yesterday, and I like to live in the future
So right before I set down my phone to take her up, I send a text saying,
"Hello Ms....Today"


JOATMON
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Midnight Breeze

It's funny how that the only constant is change
Yet no matter how wounded, you remain
In my veins coursing, in my stomach digesting
On my bones engulfing, in my mind infecting
She came, she came, she came, and she came
She left, she left, she left, and she left...I was a just bishop in the game

I thought that what was...was
But it is, and still is when we met eyes
Face so familiar, but the time has waned
Feelings so familiar, but oh so not the same
The woman I want, and wanted is gone
And you are the shell, the droid, the pawn
But as I walked away, stirred yet eased

Your memory, your name covered when the midnight breezed
...and off it blew...
...and with it...
I flee...


JOATMON
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Dirty

I'm bathing in my tears
Wallowing in your fears
Using others as soap
But the pains still here
I wish it was a shower, but the pain don't drain
Just sulkin and soakin the pain still reigns

You were supposed to be the first one
Second chance @ wedding bands, ended up being the worst one
I was trying to make it work, but it wasn't working
I was blinded by the potential life
In the daze of the haze of you being my potential wife
You had an exponential light and I wanted to see where it shun
Ma of you I was in awe, but just like staring at the sun
Ya aura burnt my coronas
Ya lies Miss scorched my iris
Never again will you return to my retinas
Bring it back Mr. DJ of the relationship records
But when you scratched too much the 45 is damaged
That's why I'm sittin here-sittin here-sittin here stranded

I'm bathing in my tears
Wallowing in your fears
Using others as soap
But the pains still here
I wish it was a shower, but the pain don't drain
Just sulkin and soakin the pain still reigns

Damn! When you broke the dam
All hell broke loose, it was supposed to be damned
I think her name was Tam, naw maybe it was Pam
Man either way I had -am crammed all up in the lam
Living life in nights, I don't even know A.M.
Living life in satellite, no FM, or AM
I don't even know who I am, so i look through photos in a cam
with blurry definition, funny I remember it no different
Living life in the instance, it ends in an instant
Others deep woods huntin, I'm deep sea fishin
Reelin in holy mackerels, penetrating vaginals
In this sport I'm a shark, a whale of an asshole
Set sail with my back to, my past my mast to
A thick chick with ass and a star trail tattoo

I'm bathing in my tears
Wallowing in your fears
Using others as soap
But the pains still here
I wish it was a shower, but the pain don't drain
Just sulkin and soakin the pain still reigns

You stay poppin up in my mind's news ticker
I always see your updates and your new pictures
I cringe everytime I see you dat nigga
....Cuz i was supposed to be dat nigga...
But since he dat nigga
Fuckin all the other hoes, I be Dat nigga
Funny thing is I don't even see that nigga
All i see is weed, dat liqour, these hoes
Like the waterfall video before she goes
In the mirror, not thinkin about if I'm infected
But "Who is this man?" and "Where have I defected?"
Where is my pulse? Why can't I detect it?
If I'm deceased? Can I be resurrected?
Can i be restored? can i be re-corrected?
Can i be revived? Can I be redeemed?
Can we be reteamed, can it be re-dreamed


I'm bathing in my tears
Wallowing in your fears
Using others as soap
But the pains still here
I wish it was a shower, but the pain don't drain
Just sulkin and soakin the pain still reigns

Angels Remix

I got tired of pleading
Ain't no angels for demons
So I hopped in the all white diablo speeding
Side chick @ the side, the daughter of a deacon
I call her on the weekends
To break her collar and make her knees bend...

So baby holler when the week ends
She know what is, what it was, what it will be
I do her so dirty, but I don't feel filthy
I'm the bailiff Why should I feel guilty?
I'm not accused or convicted
I just take'em to where they headed
Once the judging is committed

I'm a role player, an old player
Doing what I do till its time to go later
I don't remember the Alpha, but I'ma see the Omega
Sigma, the sum of it all
We all know a rise comes with a fall
but sometimes I don't think the skies are coming @ all
My heavens between women's thighs and their comings the call

Haloess and wingless
I left mars, skipped earth and now I'm stranded on Venus
It's hotter closer to the sun
But I'll do what I need to feel closer to the son
So I strap on my jet pack
I got a new chick jet black
Ass like a mule, tight abs, with a wet cat
She think I'm Mr. Right
I don't even see a Misses
I do my dirt with God as a witness
I'll fuck an angel till he listens


Inspired by Dirty Money - Angels

JACK OF ALL TRADES...MASTER OF NONE
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Drunken Luv

I've overfilled my life with too many broads
Too many bras
Three many tois

Came along way from a one woman man
I've got way to many issues that one woman can
Handel, so I distribute them like x's
But now I got more functions than guns in Texas

I told my self I would settle down
But I just got started how can I settle now
I let him leave if they wanna
Give him a hug goodbye and let em precede to they honda

They'll get over, shit I had too
I was real fucked up, I was sad too
I couldn't believe she wasn't coming back
I still aint leave, she coming back

So as I wait, my late date
I guzzle down these girls hearts and use they dreams as a chase

Bartender another round!

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Drunken Driver

I've overfilled my life with too many broads
Too many bras
Three many tois

Came along way from a one woman man
I've got way to many issues that one woman can
Handel, so I distribute them like x's
But now I got more functions than guns in Texas

I told my self I would settle down
But I just got started how can I settle now
I let him leave if they wanna
Give him a hug goodbye and let em precede to they Honda

I had to let that wild horse go, and find a new saddle
And if a filly feel me than YAAH
Get ready for the ride, but girl you the car

I'm drunk of life, so I'm never sober
It's one false move and it's over...we over


JACK OF ALL TRADES MASTER OF NONE
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You Wanna Plate?

As she tip toes out, trying not to wake me
I just stay still; I don’t want her to know that I’m faking
I love to make em cum, but I hate to see em leave
But when the morning comes, here she can’t be
That helps me to deny, to lie
This cant be me, not I, no lie
It started with some drinks and a few kisses
How did I get her on my sink, we broke all my damn dishes

I said the last would be the last
I don’t remember names so I won’t feel that bad
That way they all become one, but they can’t become her
I’m in a relationship with relations, it’s my comfort
I’m committed to not being committed
I’ve remitted my life to the vicious
Cycle, this crazy carousel
I’m just a broken heart casserole, covered in caramel...
You wanna plate?

JACK OF ALL TRADES MASTER OF NONE

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