About Me

Blac Garner
I'm seven different people. Six of them are dope ass rappers.
www.twitter.com/TheRealMcNigger

Gideon Wildflower
Most would call me a writer.. but most don't know what the fuck they're talking about.
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We are both @APurpleUnicorn .

Friday, April 22, 2011

Childish Gambino- So Fly

iCantWait

Had a dream

In it I went to sleep

And had the same dream

It seems

It’s mocking my reality

Obviously

…Wouldn’t need the word “honestly”

If we had any sort of honesty

But uhm

We’re in a world where the word is a shotgun

Hers a weapon

In

Any second might blast

Waving white flags turning red

As they finish the job

That’s the reverend and god

Even minutes are odd

Watch ‘em tick on the clock

Clock switches to watch

On my wrist as I walk

Towards alarms

As they go off

I turn and see her next to me

Her eyes moving quiet

And I wonder what they’re telling me

Wait, never mind

For the 22nd time

I turn on my back

Fame gets you money, Hollywood takes it back

Now the ceiling’s telling stories

I tell it shut the fuck up

It’s really kind of boring

Or

Maybe I’m silly and I cannot take the moral

How glory is a hurdle and the rest of it is history

I love it how she gets me

I wonder if she’s with me

Or if it even matters when our matters fit gently

I wonder will I mind if there does come a time when she proves that she really is against me

Think I’ll stop the rhyme for a second just so I can have a little bit of time to think about it

Fuck it

On to the next subject

On to a new budget

There’s fun in my stupor and I’m loving how it all comes together while I’m weeping

When it comes to my future I’m like stevie mixed with sleepy and

I can’t wait

Monday, April 11, 2011

.. rhyme noteBook .

yoda with a microphone substituting the force
see this masturbating Rapper who's doper than you and yours
and I'm nasty as these headphones that are jacking in your pores
cu-cu-cumming down your nostrils, knees knocking through the floor
that's a metaphor
so please stop cock blocking the door
cause i'm shoving my shit in 'til "no." turns to "gimme more"
if she's a whore.
i'm a whore
times two
plus a million
who's watching as the clocks tick times across the ceiling


...
that's all i got.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

people, places, and things pt. 1

mom once told her not to lean back in her chair
or she'd fall
she never did listen to her mother
her mother was addicted to cocaine
and the various erections of nameless lovers
but that's not why she didn't listen
she was frightened
that's much closer to the reason
she was scared that her mother could be right about anything
because if her mom could be right about anything, then she could have
maybe
possibly
been right that Thursday night
when she came into the living room--slash--kitchen--slash--dining room
and said,
"you'll never be any better than me."
that was it.
no explanation, no conversation.
and so the daughter tried not to think about that night often
and
she leaned back as far as balance would allow
she broke curfew religiously
she saved no money. fuck a rainy day.
the whole world is a cloud
and she smoked
good lord, how she smoked ...
if her mother was aware
of anything but herself
then possibly, through psychological negative reinforcement and reverse psychology,
she could've raised the next president
but she wasn't
and so her daughter was destined
to fall