An imaginative piece that is related to a verse I did a few years back around the time of hearing about DOOM’s transitioning. At the same time, I had a family member transitioned as well, and Jan. 6th happened. I’ll make a more official post of that older verse, but, if your curious about it, let me know and I can send a rough version. I recorded my vocals and mixed this joint all on my foldable TV dinner table. Check out this notes to see the processes.
Muskie Fish Fry (Lyrics)
“There, it's done. Now that the representative from South Africa has been mind programmed All of the world leaders on earth are under my [mind] control.”1
DOOM Supply/
The demise of supposed cold guys/
Coded lies notify the loaded die/
The snake eyes the poem I wrote for 5 weeks of/2
Haulin rhymes yo It’s all in line with/
The narrative I’m callin mine/3
A rendition on a Watchman fiction check the/
Vision hope that when they4 dismiss the masked comedian/
That maybe he a median, somewhere/
Eatin’ em the Muskie lung, a dish pie/
Barrel chest rich guy5 pretending to be Villain6/
But really he just fish fry7/
Remarkably the narrator ain’t spark a leaf8,/
Why, to Prove his theories are true check Siri/
And see who, really the fool/
Slam on them cyber truck brakes grab up a stool/
Come ‘round here let me drop some jewels/
Them pot holdin mittens that DOOM be grippin/
Made him toss the tool that bronze ring9 he had/
Was at the end of the spool That Clotho’s10/
Held she kept it very well for me dude/


I wrote this lyrics were inspired by ARTSTACK poetry haul for week 6. Words for this week where: mindless, fake, unforgettable, constitutional, senior, unruly, evaporate, space, around, chapter. #artstackpoets.
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Dr. Doom Master of the World, Spider-Man episode.
Check out my week 5 poetry haul post Self Style Eyes.
I heard a whisper from beyond say, “The narrator, the rapper here, is getting a bit gassed off his flow. He needs to remember he is a portal and drop some of this ‘I’m mad nice’ act. Know your place,” they. The Fates say. I guess I was feeling myself.
The Fates, specifically Atropos.
I’ve read a book titled Rich Dad Poor Dad and I always felt weird like, what’s with the paternalistic dynamic. I didn’t like how the title infantilized the reader. like, he straight up sonnin you—the disrespect. Why do these dudes who have money want to be father figures and bosses so bad? Like they are shit leaders let alone nurturing fathers. To me, it feels like ghostly echoes of the plantation system.
Robert Downey Jr. is the new Dr. Doom. Musk LARPS as Tony Starks, the Iron Man but, he also cosplays as a Nazi fascist. Musk has some DOOM imposter syndrome going on. I mean look at how these cyber trucks bite The Villains style. Straight bitin’. Oh the layers of irony. So funny!
MF DOOM, Mm..Food Nov. 16, 2004.
Lachesis provides the material, she allots. The narrator is sober in the sense that he hasn’t touched alcohol or marijuana since 2019.
“These old things/ About to throw 'em away/ With the gold rings that make em don't fit like OJ/ Usually I take them off with Oil of Olay/” by MF DOOM song “Potholderz.” I read this as sort of giving up the ghost of Hip-Hop, the magic of it, as MF DOOM transitioned on Halloween, 2020. I took liberties and switched the Gold ring to a Bronze Ring as to play on The Bronx (one of the birthplaces of Hip-Hop) and to point to the fairy tail, The Bronze Ring which deals with a magic ring see The Blue Book. The story of The Bronze Ring and this line is meant to reference my past verse, A Page Made a Magnus, where I end it by saying “Dope is mean also green so I have to magi this whole regime/.”
The Fates. Specifically, Clothos, who is the spinner, represents the present moment. I am transmitting here and signaling the beginnings of a thread I’ve been given. Don’t shoot the messenger because, if you do, the Faits will have their way with you. You’ve been warned.
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