Damn! here we go again on a Saturday afternoon waxing poetic and at the same time we’re dropping mathematics; it’s all part of a bigger plan!
We’re broadcasting live and direct from our remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta, dropping this breakbeat science! it’s a large universe per the James Webb Space Telescope so somebody should be able to understand.
Way way out here in backwoods Georgia, I caught the smell of weed and backwoods mixed in with natural aromas like pine. Way way out there on back streets and state roads, maybe even the dirt roads like I was on out in Sumter South Carolina in crooked Lindsey Graham territory, no telling where you’ll find a brotha! will we take that path up ahead? it led to the river. Way way out there, in the backwoods of Kentucky but wait a minute; so, was that a taste of rain? Now Eastern Kentucky is flooded we’re caught out here in a storm in more ways than one! prayers are needed! it seems we’re defeated but we’ll still deliver!
Now you’ll see what’s up with me as we put it down like this it’s all part of a bigger plan!
From Louisville where hopefully we can get some justice for Breonna Taylor to here in Atlanta hopefully somebody will understand!
It’s all part of a bigger plan, I’m out here writing this like I’m the last one standing.
It’s the zeitgeist but we’re not trying to waste your time or mine pulling a spiritual heist based on today’s understanding. But what if I said I was a poltergeist singing “Its A Sign O The Times” like Prince? Or “it is what it is”? damn! this task is onerous! being built or torn down per debatable circumstances?
