ed aids

After all of your lies are you surprised I’ve survived

And even stand by your side when i cried so hard i almost died

My mother is dead my fathers gone too

And somehow all they left me ended up with you

You made me a promise I’m still waiting to come thru

But I’ll always be an artist just vomits up the truth

You know what happened

You know what you did 

You called me the hero then you treated me like shit 

You left me at zero when I tried to make you rich

Now I’m the worlds greatest poet dumb fuck idiot

My work is shattered 

My work is dark

The only thing that matters 

Is honesty in art

The world will know our story

I wonder how it ends 

It’s never been boring

Having you for a friend

You project your suspicions

And violence on to me

While just sit in silence and pray you show some dignity

My mom is gone

And yours lost her home

So I handed you my inheretence

For a quick fix it loan

Take this money before they rob you over their tax

Get you cash then give my mine back

I know an investment

We will both be rich

Then you told me to go fuck myself like I’m some random bitch

Your like the kid in the zombie apocalypse

Who begs to be pulled up

Then throws you downs and dips

Saves his own skin and lets you get bit and ripped to shit 

You wanted the praise

And the accolades

Told my not to say a word as the days

All fell away  cascading in painful haze

Catastrophic agony plagued me for years

And when I tried to speak

You intimidated me to fear

How I would be seen 

What did I do?

Got used like a tool 

I’m the fool who trusted  you

Now your empire is rotting

And their back to throw you out

I live through this disaster

With my tongue dry in my mouth

First you didn’t repay me

You blame the pandemic 

It’s been five years aint that crazy

Can you finally admit you were full of shit?

My family is dead

Your thrived so alive

And still I almost died cuz you took what’s mine with lies 

I believe in alchemy

There’s no coincidence

God will give Back to me

Everything  you ripped 

Off with false promises falling from your slithery lips

You a aid we been friends since little kids

Who would think at twelve

You’d make a friend who brings you hell

By begging you help

And only thinking of himself?

In all those years you’ve known me

Did you not see who I am 

Sure I may seem oh so lonely 

But I’m not you’re average sad man

I am side by side with god

And the devils got my back

And I’m broken and flawed and cracked

But In that’s where the magic at

I only wanted one power

That was granted to me

Let me devour pain

And puke truth in poetry

You my friends are a liar a demon and a thief

And I’m getting tired of staying quiet

While you robbed me of my peace 

How can you live with yourself

Look in your own eyes 

What’s it like to hide behind a disguise

A pretender for all time

You came to the world of self expression

Claiming community

Then told me not to mention 

The abuse you spew at me

Don’t you know poet jokers are the worst to do wrong if you hope to be remembered first as a good soul when your gone

Won’t the world one day sing in

Sing in a song

Fabian’s a fake friend 

Who can’t right from wrong

Won’t the world one day sing in

Sing in a song

Fabian’s a fake friend 

Who can’t right from wrong

Esquina de Abuela 

Everyone believes

Is the home of one hell

Of a god damn fucking theif 

God had me at my bros vintage shop he owns with Goldstein who bought the whole block around churchills and I 

Selling comics to a man with purvis young and lebo art who knows the rubells and was very interested in bringing his collection to an obscure urban gallery 

I don’t have to do anything

For god to set up all the dominoes

And topple then the wrong way

When I tried to get you to stop screaming at that woman and control yourself

And instead you attacked me again

And locked me away from the place 

You said was mine because my inheretence 

Was in the walls

Through no choice of mine at all

And now the Marley’s who hire Jakyra who works with my brother as the family stylist and the Esteban’s whose daughter Emily went by your place and hangs out with cuci in afrobeta and ahol sniffs glue and atomic and the entire graffitti world and anyone and everyone in all of the Miami art who knows me and my brother and our mom who left this earth will know we almost pulled off the impossible but you’re too big of an entitled Neanderthal baboon to even give the respect promised to the man whose throat you slit as he mourned his dead mother and saved your family from a second foreclosure

No one could be so evil and selfish and stupid as to rob someone who saves him in the last hour before losing everything and leave him broken instead of sell the failing business and invest in Bitcoin in 2020 before it goes up parabolically. No one could be so stupid arrogant entitled and insane to rob the poet that saves him only to look like a moron and years later just fucking lose the place again

No one can be that fucking stupid can they? I million that’s a go damn Lillian dollar blockbuster movie level story of total idiot Miami backstab bucket of crabs magic city idiocy if I’ve ever heard it and I been thru it all. Holy shit Fabian nobody can leave behind that level legacy of depraved selfish stupidity could they?

Mine will be a story of triumph and survival and resilience and I will rise over Miami like flamingo phoenix from the ashes of the caha china you buried me in to declare

Than an artist should always find hope and never give up the struggle till the world recognizes their truth and mine is that I am the great poet fool of our time and you are a thief who robbed me of everything but a story of such stupidity and idiocy it’s destined to captivate the world

You could have had three million dollars in Bitcoin

You could have had an eight story building 

With community and  a start of the art gallery performance venue and studio

Instead you robbed your oldest friend who trusted you with everything after his mom died  just so you could paint cartoons in the walls of your grandmothers furniture salvage business drink and screw twenty four year olds. You spent years owning a useless art gallery covered in dog pee with unsellable art painted on concrete wondering why you can’t pay the bills while terrible bands used the walls that held my family fortune robbed by you to have a place to do drugs and drink and fuck

I still tried to the last day to salvage the situation praying for remedy but as all the pieces were coming together you attacked me for asking you to stop screaming at the woman over nothing 

Who the fuck did you think you were fucking with?

I’m the greatest go damn poet fool of all time 

I am the original army of one

I am broke Illuminati 

I am now the fire that burns in empty space that roams this earth in search of sacred nothingness

The rulers of this realm who took my poem and used it to spread death across all the earth allowed me to live 

And now I know why

So I could  bring balance to the divine

I am dismas

I am gestas 

Won’t the world one day sing in

Sing in a song

Fabian’s a fake friend 

Who can’t right from wrong

Esquina de Abuela 

Everyone can see

Used to be the  home of one hell

Of a god damn theif