My Name is Jack

i admit,
there might be something wrong with this
they fit,
he never quit the trips
too long to end
snappin picks real quick
real time every frame
cause he's the guy with no name
and Nobody's never shamed

big *#$%@
she's the reason why he tries to lay but
lies in a cradle made for the king of the New Age
and they play like he's a save-iore
but Grendle knew he was an elephant in a padded room groomed for
everybodies favorite

*truman* *attraction* a superman retracting
from the spot light of hard knock lifes
and spites of audience factions
no mask reveals his core
but they remember somethign that happened right before
3 years last november in the fall

and *this is how i feel*
no tears from a dove would take back, steal the
shreds through his body
he's in shock and he don't feel
his chest fully throbbing
smoke smell forgot
as a defense
*mechanism*
tick tock, heart a clock
minute hand an iron rod

a sun, burns through most material
and all the money burnt won't bring back
above surface of ground zero
he's the akura of his own plot
the hero of what's not
he's got the keys to the bottomless pit of
of the bottomless lost

and he's the boss
*REJECTED* and not even paid
he reflected on his "bizrre baehavore"
detected the other day
sure he's brave
but stone cold is even bold-er
6 feet under tripled
so deep macabre is a chip off his lone shoulders

*WELL DONE...!*

my name is Jack
i make my own job
i make my own kingdom
of gog and magog
you can't call me Him
but you can call me King
and what i am not
is what He brings

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establishing an everlasting empire
without bombastic attire
at least within my mind
i find,
when i get higher
i need help getting faster
and closer to the Master Idea
that's inspired me to be
better than i am

And *I AM IS*.
*better than Jesus...?!?!*
but i could never be better than that
better than he is.
i could never walk the path relive my track
and go back and relax and be a kid.
*and this is*
my choice
*and this is*
my voice

it's the pain that splatters the walls and speckles
like rain on tin roof makes the halls in a temple echoe
only temporary tempus fugit
but the tempest lest not forgets
the night of weather most tempestuous-test

*i regress*
if this is a test,
oh no, it's not a test
for sure, i hope for the best
that when i die i won't regret
what happened when i was alive
know then, before i dive into waters so deep
i have to really think about
*why?!*

*WELL DONE...!*

my name is Jack
i make my own job
i make my own kingdom
of gog and magog
you can't call me Him
but you can call me King
and what i am not
is what He brings

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