Johnny's at WAR

So Johnny says to me:
Life is over, the war has begun
They just bombed Allah's son
They turn and smile at us like it was fun
The streets are deadly, guns are heavy
Raised to our heads, streaming bullet sounds becomes a melody
We're not safe, there's no one for protection
They're coming closer now, destroying our main sections
First it's New York then its DC
Then its here I can feel them watching me
They're stalking me, and you, yes you and I
Must watch out for their evil eyes
At the corner stores and the bus stops
They're checking street signs and looking at their watch
Where will they hit next, where shall they strike first
Leaving diseases in mail or killing mothers at birth
They've tapped into our phone lines, tapped in to our cells
They'll jumble your words and make you buy and sell
It's all over man, there's not much time left
Learn this information, not many know it yet
So I reply:
Why ain't you in a bomb shelter or hiding in the woods?
Why ain't you arming yourself or storing up goods?
To this Johnny squeals:
Man I gotta go to work, ain't nobody paying my bills!!

Oh no no!!

What's this? I'm posting twice in one day? I must have no life.

Yeh well I don't care m***f***s. I can do what I do. I'm just writing cuz I had a good day today. I got acknowledge by my peers as a helpful worker. I ended the day well, made a couple of friends, got rid of the first scholarship app so I can focus on other thangs, its just been a good day (oh and I seen a lot of booty).

One thing I love abou ATL is that you get to see booty. To the women reading, yes I'm looking; to the men, yeh they is nice. After all the booty I seen today, I'm thinking of making a bumper sticker that says, "Will stop for booty." or "Honk if you see one (outline of a phatty next to it)". Those would be tight. I wonder if they are already out there. I really enjoy just watching a great butt bounce after squeezing upward while walking. Beautiful just beautiful. But I'm not just being a sexual harrassing pervert. I'm just point out beauty. Like if I saw a nice car, I would say something, if I saw a sunset, I would say something. So whenever I see a beautiful booty I say , "High five for Jesus. Keep making them that way" (c) Murs.

But on another note, my day just ended horrible.

Me in the Advertising Business

Pick up a magazine and tell me what you see
Secret lies of sex, romance and an occasional ad you recognize from T.V.
Now throw those glossy pages into a bin
Look to the sky and imagine that the billboard captured your attention
The question is who¢s wasting whose money
Consumers are buying the other brand because your ad was, kind of funny
Well isn¢t that a kick, a million dollar super ad can be worth spit
There¢s no return on a well-designed, creative look without benefits

And how come all the black people have to dance and sing
Is our demographic only entertained by rapping cell phone rings
I know that there is more to this
There is a whole image that must be fixed
My role in this business is to bring some new thought
Make people feel confident with what they bought
Dispel the idea that we sell C.R.A.C.K, Consumer Resources Addressed Creatively to Kids
But instead invest in better products to help people live

Oh but lets be real, I'm no saint
The real reason I¢m here is because I'm broke and can¢t paint
I just want to make a living out of the crazy ideas in my dreams
Like the time I saw a monkey riding a bull made out of shaving cream
I struggle for the day my words form a thousand pictures
And a screen print out is the exact CMYK mixture
My ideas will jump off lips and evoke laughter
To be the most well-known unknown is all that I¢m after

****I wrote this for an advertising scholarship. You think I will get it? Only God knows.