Nicro & His Head At 3:16 am

my body
feels the anomaly of not gettin enough sleep
to high to stay awake closed my eyes while listen to drake
woke up out of the bed sweaty forehead
did i have a nightmare? i dont think so
dreams ? yeah, sure , whatever
all that i know is that its boring
i wish i could go back to sleeping
cuz i have class in the morning
sorry, i have class when the sun will be shining
outside, its watery and snowy
snow plows doing there snow delivery
hearing all this machinery at 3 am on a february
should i roll some treez just to let mary jane sing me to sleep ?
nah im trippin
i should probably read a book until my eyes fall
thats cool but i read them all
damn im stalling ill go drink some juice and lay on my sheets
if im too tired ill sleep on my desk
while im fantasizing about this girl's slippery when wet

Nicro & His Head At 5:07 pm

you get mad at me when i dont answer my phone
i called you on your cell and at home
it kept ringin
im not trippin just wondering about what you could be doing
so i called one more time on your mobile
for 3 seconds my mind was idle
WELL ISNT THIS AWKWARD?
was that your boyfriend on the other line?
didnt we talk about him last night
on how he wasnt treating you right
on the fact that he cheated days & nights
that you were tired of lies and shit talks ?
so now i lost 5 minutes
cuz you were probably sucking?
i wonder if being a sucker for love cant get harder
actually let me rephrase that statement
the need for your love is gradually degredading
i know i know i was fiending but now it got confusing
really uninteresting more vomiting then sickening
yeah i loved going IN but now im finished
being a loving prick and kind of falling in love with a conflicted trick
and now swearing revenge for no reason
and then asking for forgiveness after make up sex
either way im ready to call it quits cant stay addicted to your wet clit
i know your going to call me in 30 mins asking for cuddling after he just left your building
asking why i hung up the phone on him like he was the one i wanted to talk to
i kinda hate you
but its cool we both knew that it was thru
dont touch me like mildew
go fuck your fat bastard until he farts in your face and regurgitates on your head
lol ok im venting right now its nothing more then a little frustration dont worry its over
but anyway its really sad baby i feel like dropping a tear while im writtin
but nah my "fuck it" gene is kicking in
damn! didnt even inhale chronic
anyway i gave you your time now the buzzer went off red with anger
the line for me between lover and fuckfriends is really thin
maybe thats why im the king at satisfying your girlfriends
i dont have anything more to say
only that you failed miserably
the women i loved calling "baby"
like every other women that crossed my history

Nicro & His Head At 9:28 am

im stuck
my mind isnt active since last week
its more like a a desperate attempt at normalism
meaning that i want to be a normal humain being
fuck overthinking never simplifing and continuous arguing
should i just be a jock who's too cool for sports ?
or should i just take a trip to the airport
so i can get away to some place thats far from my abnormal pase
yesterday "she" told me your weirdness defines who you are
yeah but still i would rather be someone who's never standing still
always active socializing pursuing personal endeavors
like when trevor cut his hair after forever
but i dont want nobody to discover this blog
except the people that understands this non-delirium delivery
which if they understand they understand that they too are a little non formal
which is very welcome in this all black website
anyway
i was bullshittin earlier
why the fuck would i change who i am to accomadate the general population
if it was up for me nobody would ever be lonely
but thats not how the worlds works so i stay behind my pc
writing some shit that my cerebrum translates to my joints
which makes me write with emotion and roll with passion
either way im ok as an alien with physical human attributes
i dont want to be as plain as you superficial individuals
i know when you look at me your like "who's this crazy nigga"
well u dont need to know your too NORMAL

Nicro & His Head At 9:40 am

what is this weird feeling in my chest
i feel stressed like im taking an exam
i feel stressed like when im waiting for something
maybe subconsciously but thats another story
but to determine my emptyness i have to look back at my emotional attacks
who told me something i didnt want to hear ?
something that probably pissed me off but wasnt enough to keep in my mental safe
but now its emerging like a symbiote bonding with mack gargain to form the venom scorpion
this self conscious attitute i have doesnt makes me sad it makes me wonder
about all the bullshit i can take until i explode and fill the room with blubber
too cool to girls sometimes stutter like flanders oookeley dookeley
but back to my sad & happy story for a couple of seconds
cuz ill probably shift to a fantasy in a minute
but yes i do feel something weird in my belly
maybe the same stress that Tommy felt at the end of the movie
anyway i feeling a little defective at the moment
should i go sleep again
or just pack up my shit and head over to my educational platform
either way today im working tonight so its not allright
and the worst thing about it is the chick who's going to spend v-day with me
and by v-day i mean while im working until 7 am next morning
i feel like today is going to be a boring day
and tommorow even worse if im alone

p.s: fuck your boyfriend hes not a fiend to your loving :)

Nicro & His Head At 10:27 am

i never thought you could be so aggressive
to my body my emotions and my tensions
but you released every feeling in a heartbeat
no love no lust no nothing only our body
it was mystery of what was waiting for us this evening
everytime i tried to get at you
rejection was fluent
but last night love making was imminent
i was Adonis well before they put the store infront of the subway station
only montreal people may comprehend
anyway back to this day, i mean yesterday
didnt win the loto was i shocked fuck no
were you mad hell no you told me i would lose even before the numbers
but cant shake the thought of your sweetness while you hit me in the face
demanding faster , harder , better , stronger
not in that particular order
you even hit me so hard i bled on my white sheets
did you stop to chek the damages
of course not chocked me and talked shit
maybe it was the beat playing in the background
if isaac was there our love would of been doggone good
but self-esteem took over and infiltrated into the pod
i thought you didnt like rock but we rocked all night
sorry michael but that was my song before it was a miracle
but you cheked me at the end and spoke softly
turn that shit off next time your with me