Riding Dirty

12x36x1 Acrylic and Gouache on Canvas

™2020

When all the internal wheels are spinning, there is a shot straight to the brain. Then finally your cup overflows and the whole world is one big amusement park.

The best way for me to express the meaning behind a piece is with a poem. Shop

I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below

My shrink told me it's a feeling they'll never know

I drink down my sins and wear them to the show

It's all for fun. Let them glow, let them glow, let them glow, let them glow

I'm in touch with every shrine from Iran to Opalocka.

The trigger finger's a carbon dated phantom of the chakra.

I built a mighty tall ladder, plus I climbed up

But, they hate to see my wheels shined up like they supposed to

Pay no attention to the critics and the vultures. They do it just to spite you

The babies take the show to serious. I guess they got the right to

Anyway, I'm enjoying shotty shooting and big wheeling, mansions, gold rings and things

When I pull the trigger the shots rips through the park. What I'm spitting makes the babies heads spin round -too many rooms at the crib, too fast for you too catch me

I'm sailing on a cloud watching babies below

My shrink told me it's a feeling they'll someday know. Let them grow, let them grow, let them grow, let them grow!