KILL EK

KILL EK,
he’s a lying heretic; he no longer prays.

KILL EK,
he’s a dick.

KILL EK,
he never
Sticks
To what he says in the past.

KILL EK,
His skeleton is fragile like glass.

KILL EK,
He’s going too fast.

KILL EK,
I miss the past
EK
when he was nice
Smiling face,
I put him in a box, let him know his place.

Now EK is doing all this weird trace shit
When will he get with the old times, and start writing about street photography again?

Why does EK write about business and entrepreneurship?
He ain’t even rich, he just lies and deceives, and takes advantage of the foolishness of others.

KILL EK,
The World would be a better place without him.

KILL EK,
he’s fake liberal,
He’s a disgrace to Berkelay
FUCK EK,
he even forgot to call on my birthday.

FUCK EK,
it’s cool.

FUCK EK,
he’s just making creative tools.

Leave EK ALONE
just focus on building your own empire,
Your own Romulus and Remus ROME.

You will never tear EK from his throne,
Why? He’s thrown
Away
Societal rules and commitments
Either you ride with him,
Or tear away from him,

Are you with him?
He’s no longer indifferent.

Okay cool,
Let’s ride together, and both be LIFTED.

BE STRONG,
ERIC