Wednesday, August 27, 2025

I Was Told To Pump My Brakes ( Part Seven)

 I was trying to get over the hump per this HumpDay Extravaganza but naysayers told me to pump brakes.

It didn't matter if they were Auto Zone brand, Bendix or the NAPA brands, they're raising the stakes.

Brotha O-Zone, along the watchtower like Jimi Hendrix, it's all love they say but it's dwelling in the distance.

Unpredictable? those are the vibes way way out there but it's just like a debatable circumstance.

Being built or torn down, if we pump brakes we can't advance so are the votes being tallied?

Some will play it low key / stay sequestered liking the way stillness speaks in that valley.

Breakbeat scientific? that's how the style will be, pump brakes? the request from thought and fashion police getting foul with me!

To be specific we're coming through with beats that bump accompanied by this good word, that's what the style will be!

I see how others are living who didn't pump brakes; are they one step closer to living their dream? 

An American one but in these extraordinary times with tariffs and treason who's playing fair with them as the tourist's guide to love followed, it's part of the plot / scheme.

It's not all love some are bamboozled  / hoodwinked  / geeked up  / pumped up by fakes; were bad instructions given? now agreements are tentative.

It's not all love, actually its rough out here  / it's bad; it seems corrupted spirits made one seem Quixote!

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