Eargasm/Submission (work in progress)

I have no choice in the matter.
I submit to you...
...music.
Your rythymn speaks to me in places I can't reach
Your bass touches places no man has ever reached.
Your vibrations vibrate and
I'm in an alternate universe,
one free from dissappointment
polution
lies.
You are for real.
When you're around I have no choice but to
be for real...
let go...

I'm tickled red
I'm beaten black and green
I'm coming to you faster harder stronger
deeper and deeper
this eargasmic high
is the best
isn't forced
isn't dirty
isn't cheap
its actually free and I'm
...free.
the best part is, after the climax,
I only want more
I want to be touched by it more.
Complicated beats and bass,
beautiful colors of a place I've only imagined visiting.
It is without question that Africa is my mother,
that Earth is my father,
that I am a product of such beautiful noise.
I give birth to gratitude.
I pay it forward with this life I call a dance
or this dance I call a life.

Nigga With a God Complex (Gangsta-mode)

when I gets through with you
you gonna be confessing your sins to me.

you think that's a bit bold to say?
but  i mean it.

see, i been watchin' you for a while,
you've got a little spice in your style,
and a gorgeous smile

but you need  a little, um,
me
in your life.

i'm that king who can keep you under my wing
or fix you and  what appears to be
broken pieces of them niggas of yesteryear.

you need someone there to
help you carry your baggage,
not some punk who's gonna run away
cuz you got baggage.

i'm that man, you see.
i can be everything you need
your knight in shining armor
or just your good night.
i can be your after wet dream fantasy come true
in return you just be lovely you
tasty you
sexy fine ass beautiful you
stylish intelligent quirky you
pocket-sized you

all i ask
all i require
is that you let me.