I don’t think that I think like y’all think that I do When it comes to analyzing my mind insight defies you And you can’t define my life anymore than I can classify you Yet you continue to attempt to circumscribe me Issuing unsolicited critiques of who I be as if I breathe for your approval And I could continue to attempt to share my pain and bare my soul naked before you but I’ve come to find that monkeyshines and mindless high jinks tend to ensue When illiterate individuals attempt to proofread my truth So if I’ve been reclusive its simply due to the fact That an elder once said to me never to cast my pearls before swine And although I’m not implying that everyone in our community fits this description This is meant for the duplicitous Low life degenerates with senseless innuendo dripping from their lips Maliciously attempting to pit my kin against me as if anyone in my inner circumference would up and jump ship subsequent to listening to them it never fails to amaze me the crazy inane things the feeble and craven will say when they think that they’re safely away from my reach and enabled to hatefully speak on me freely the only impasse with that tactic is that if ever I become aware of your invective I will address it with extreme prejudice so welcome to my bad side
HERE’S A QUESTION:

Isn’t it ironic that the pathological community conditions
that many of these so called militant lyricists tend to lament in their lines
are immortalized by the very characteristics they tend to epitomize?
moreover
Isn’t it astounding how these same individuals are quick to get sentimental
with anyone they figure they can manipulate to get ahead
misappropriating labels like
brother sister comrade business partner or best friend
however
if ever their unethical rhetoric ends up ineffective
they’re ever so quick to switch to disrespectful
I’ve
witnessed this phenomenon so often that I’ve come to consider it inevitable
so please
bear with me if I initially
seem to be reticent to let you in
just consider it conditioned self defense
given my own experience
Don’t take it personal
Just know that I’m just averse to bull
And although I know the phrase poetry scene has become slang for pissing competition
I’d much rather use my gifts to soothe the bruised and battered spirit
And as opposed to whispering aspersions concerning the personal business of other lyricists
I’d rather lift my voice
delivering prescriptions scribbled down to mend the human condition
wield your pen to heal them
this is the mission I’ve been sent here to fulfill
but it’s been my experience that there will consistently be a few covetous individuals
nuts enough to try to undercut while I do my thing
well okay
if you insist
proceed if you wish
but please remember this admonition
my malice for my adversaries has no limits
nor has it an end
I am a man of principles one being self respect
and in defense of my principles I am naught if not direct
therefore
if any individual hearing this still feels the need to speak ill of me
consider this an offensive
a pre-emptive strike
a wicked apparition penned with intentions to bring your entrenched fears to life
whenever I’m incited to write a riot act
my inner peace yields
to a killer beast here
spitting a bitter piece
dipped in venom speech
getting nitty-gritty knee deep in these
blithering idiot critics and enemies
bleeding crimson weakness shivering
with each and every syllable
I deliver I defy you to silence me bitch please
More often than not it’s the small minded that try to malign me spitefully
Whispering whimpering and whining to their friends
that I’m some kind of supercilious elitist prick
which is an awfully ironic indictment in light of the fact that I never take credit for my gifts
Mr. Ani
Is simply a mouthpiece for the ancestors and the grand planner that sent him
and really its sad to witness
cause I could be the guy to bring their wildest dreams to life via the lines I spit
but now I’ve come to realize that in the eyes of some I just can’t win
even in my absence there’s always some random asshole
that’s ever so happy to slander and bash my image
babbling asinine adjectives like conceited or classist
that is without the advantage of having had a more substantial conversation with me
than hello and goodbye
and I am absolutely flabbergasted by the fact
that the absence of this fundamental context
hasn’t stopped some of y’all so called intellectuals
from acting as if y’all have me pegged
well
if this is indeed the case
you may consider this next declaration a statement of the obvious
but for the edification of our non-omniscient guests
let me officially go on record regarding y’all as follows and I quote:
I find you sum total existence on this Earth superfluous
Your surface words are worthless
Regurgitated concepts diminishing in impactfulness
As soon as they travel past your bastard lips
And I could make you famous but in all honesty your names ain’t even worth mentioning as an afterthought
Besides, as the perpetrators of this malfeasance
Your ways and actions have severely diminished your humanity
Reducing you to more of a social ill
Therefore persona non grata
You shall now and forever hereafter be branded as envy
The living breathing embodiment of discontent
excited by the sight or perception of another’s superiority or good fortune
I know you well
I know that
loathing me is your only means of coping with a force that you can’t fence in
I know you well
I know that
as opposed to forging your own path you’d rather be parasitic
in attempts gain regain or retain attention
I know you ever
So
well
And you’d rather that I hate you than ignore you
Then at least you’d feel important
But I can ill afford to afford you that satisfaction
I am entirely too busy to be dragged in to your low rent melodramatic fantasy
Besides any idiot knows that mixing empty words
with chittlin circuit business sensibilities
begets penniless lyricists
I don’t take advice from broke poets so stow it
Go bestow your sense of decorum on some Joe Blow that don’t know no better
In essence
it’s a matter of perspective
If you’ve never walked in my shoes then don’t ever assume to correct me
This poetry thing may be a leisure pursuit for you
But it’s the air that I breathe
And ultimately
you may be content to continue contending in slams for bragging rights
Patronizing open mics
Or recording your less than average poetry CDs
Maybe even doing overblown features
To give people the illusion that you are really doing big things
But please
Don’t be peeved when you see me living bigger dreams
I wasn’t raised to be mediocre at anything
but I get it
low self image has some people thinking I’m attacking them
by simply being me
but please be clear
I will not diminish my abilities to give your spirits ease
Nor will I decrescendo to give you any sense of peace
Your lack of skill will continue to render you second fiddle
‘til I get up and leave this piece
And utilizing vulgar colloquialisms is typically something I choose not to do but
F.U.C.K.U.
Some may

Find the
Underlying lines
Confusing but try to
Keep
Up I’m

Friendly
Unless
Crabs
Kindle
Unrest I’m

Firmly
Undaunted though
Critics
Keep
Underrating me I’m a

Formidable
Undertaker, a
Calculating
Killer of the
Unworthy and this is my

Final
Ultimatum to
Cats
Kicking
Up

Fallaciously
Unnecessary
Confrontations with
Karega Ani
Unquote