Classically Sacastically Sassy

People say fake it til u make it, how bout face it and create from it, yet another lesson that probably won't get learned, money hunny is all that's yearned, why haven't I earned opportunity or respect, let me help conscious hip hop resurrect, fuck the thrill wisdoms gone, I always felt in me Tupac was reborn, just like him I'm not a thug, I'm gay and still show women mad love, lifting the whole LGBTQ community up, cuz im tough enough, yet still humble vulnerable and soft, my privileged soul can't be bought, call me Harry Potter, that's facts I'm smarter and work harder, I've looked like Joni from both sides, to be me I ain't gotta put on a disguise, I'm not naturally flashy, promiscuously slutty/trashy, rather classically sarcastically sassy, white so I don't have to fight ashy, got a question just ask me, but lastly actually all that matters b, is that we do our best to be happy!

Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious 
3/31/23

Already Won Hunny Bun

This is me starting from scratch, perhaps I'm trapped in an egg that hasn't hatched, that's me tho, such a late bloomer bro, like literally, it sounds silly, but I'm still waiting for my life to start, I think he snatched my heart, he's such an inspiration, hoping there will be more integration, blending our lives together, making each other better, I feel I'm being lifted up, he gives the best kisses and hugs, I'm so nervous I'm just not enough, always had such tough luck, but then again, we are still working on being friends, that's ok, he's not overtly gay, I like that, says he's got my back, gets me outta my head, now that my dad and sister are dead, I'm anxious to create a family, using what was handed to me, cuz after mom goes, it's just Joe, and that's so weird to think, like I was born then blinked, now I'm 40, navigating awkwardly, seems I'm just beginning, I hope my mom sees me winning, altho I may have already won, with my boo thang/hunny bun, at times I feel under the gun, often shunned, since I don't fit a certain image, refuse to use gimmicks, I'm too genuine and honest, to a fault humble and modest, yet authentic and real, never needed to seal a deal, with a ring, will I ever hear him sing, I've heard stories, I wanna see him in all his glory, truly happy, radiating his amazing smile at me!

Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious 
3/29/23

Enlightening Writing Is Fighting

I keep refinding that writing, is retrospectively therapeutic yet enlightening, it's rather frightening, how it's become my revolutionary fighting, there's nobody else doing what I'm doing, building bridges musically pursuing, using my privelage as a platform, against the rap norm, not another stereotypical presumption, there's no responsibility for wasteful consumption, I'm satire personified, not a con nor lie, the real deal, reiterating to people my shpeel, I'm a gay white rapper singer songwriter poet, R.A.P. is an acronym if u didnt know it, got a ton of heart and soul, but the business hustle and struggle takes a toll, I'm still a starving artist, working the hardest, waiting on some accolades and flowers, hated on by ignorant jealous cowards, who can't walk their talk, just gawk and stalk, all squawk, surrounded by lots of sharks snakes and hawks, but that's alright, cuz y'all won't ever dim my bright light!

Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious 
3/17/23

Leave Room For Love Grace & Gratitude

Please don't be scared, know that I'm always here, tho at times there's space between, I'll give grace indeed, u may not know how, to get up again when down, cuz depression is a father fucker, we all deserve a sarcastic laughter lover, or a round of applause, as u walk in the door, transform gloom with smiling swoon, news shouldn't be allowed to spew fear lies or doom, let's get money out of it too, stop electing ignorant incapable fools, love is universal, but in life ain't no rehearsal, so choices matter, we're all battered torn and tattered, growing old is privelage, cuz u outlive shit, still we all need support, wondering will I be blessed with a cohort, to walk with me, even if at times awkwardly, over plenty peaks and valleys, I just wanna be part of his happy, bring some sustainability and peace, come back to the table instead of retreat, isolation isn't good, silence gets misunderstood, it's ok to show suffering thru tears, we're so focused on fears, there's simply no room, to find any gratitude, yet ur essence radiates light, probably too humbly unaware of ur powerful might to fight for what's right, ur one of the great guys, don't even need make up or a disguise, genuinely authentic and pure, in a shallow materialistic heteronormative white world he is my cure!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

3/16/23