Au Revoir - Botany, Mndsgn

Uh-uh

I haven’t forgotten

I couldn’t forget

I remember my oaths

I remember my duties

I haven’t forgotten my loyalties

Lookie here, it’s my blind spirit dance

Learned it by the riverside, holding hands with Rosencrantz

You ask: where is Guildenstern?

On the other side of a long bridge I burned

He remains so patient and pious

Also pompous and probably going to die soon by gun fight

At high noon we gon' find your blood type

That’s how I’d talk if I was a Deadwood character

Imma buy a pink Cadillac and blog Blue America

Drive my momma wherever she need to be at

Taking the corner slow

I was raised on Brother J, X Clan

I was always taught to pass my blessings to the next man

Stomping, walking in my big black boots

Stomping, walking in my big black boots

(Living off the earth eating birds and fruits)

(Living off the earth eating birds and fruits)

The force of the winding path was sent tristen trip

The living myth in the physical

The young son of Bobby Digital with all wooden fingers

Prone to write a poem when the gloom lingers

Like I’ll swear the gin

Might find an outback bearskin

Where the coarse air wimmering

Crack a Morse Code riddle quick

Of course the boy’s all ready ready eat it hand full of mulberry berries

I’m forgetting something

I’m forgetting something

I’m forgetting something

How he’s so fluid conjuring poetics

Bud Powell with the fez screaming: Off with their heads!

(Who?) Bud Powell with the fez, nigga

Next he’s tailored with the black keys

Ashy hands and ashy black knees

On eight chains of the oldest gold

Crowned with fresh picked marigolds, yes I’m very old

Stand in front, I’m only nine with the kasha in my right hand