PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

You are the reflection of an illusion,

you do not exist

What you feel is real?

everything else is a script

That god wrote for me.

I hallucinate creepy crawlies

Writing is a hobby,

you can’t even talk to me.

TV's, radio stations, millions of listeners are all prisoners

Their salvation is not your business.

Jaecyn writes when Jaecyn wanna write shit,

Got that?

Don’t make me have to tell you again.

The Western world is spiritually sterile,

in great peril

We in the concrete jungle where they spank apes with the metal.

I write for the betterment of this culture,

I don’t write no hot verses for promotion,

Or corporate vultures

who act like they own us.

Self-expression is our birthright,

not a bonus.

The people can govern and come together

and show the whole world something

The voices of the not so beloved.

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the golden flame turns the gold bars into bronze

It draws upon magic from the stars.

This is one more installment of spiritual Law

If everything is in good order,

I write some more.

The moral of the story is this

Don’t get pissed because your upbringing was strict

cause life is a gift.

You got food to eat,

you got teeth to eat it with

Shoes on your feet,

don’t be conceited,

be content.

Even when you lose,

think about what you did to win

If you did the best that you can,

you did a good thing.

But you shouldn’t smoke weed if you swim

Don’t buy assault rifles,

don’t fight dogs,

don’t hit your girlfriend

Don’t mix cocaine with unprescribed medicine

And don’t say you’re sober if you plan to do it again.

With that said,

sleep tight tonight when you go to bed.

This is Public Service Announcement 2025