Where do you see me
When I poke your eyes out
With stencils?
Where you see moi
When moon song corrupts
The nation and the youth?
Where is the stencil;
Is it in your mouth?
Where is the drawing?
Was it graffitied in the bicycle tunnel?
They cops took it own day after.
No art in the city.
Better off deadwalls
Better off killing the bees
