Big Rube Interlude - Jarren Benton

I have thoughts within thoughts

Conscience inceptions perceived through the conceptions of fights I’ve been for

The battle of freedom raged as I waged against the tyrannical mechanics of the

architects of my enslavery

Not just body and mind, but economic status

So I dreamed of this apparatus to immortalize my determination and petrify my

anger

Convey the emotions of a nation, terrorized from constant danger

Not a hero but a truth sayer, not a politician, a preacher, magician or

soothsayer

Merely a dreamer with the muse of rhythmic inscription

A talent that many perceive is said to be a gimmick of encryption

A seamless spring of seemingly meaningless strings of useless info

For those that crave nothing more than the tales of abuse to some nympho

Or perhaps, the epic saga of the million dollar necklace

How you ride huge rims, make cocaine swim and then end up in jail for being

reckless

Rarely, can I respect the oblivious nature of ignorant fables

I will not sell my soul or lose control, reel up with my folk and still put

food on my table