Levels Of Artifacts And Reality: From Thon To Thon (You Ain't Prepared For A 10mile Muscle Failure) Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

buy acres of land
and since I use to train soldiers
you already know my terrain of thought like a special force in operation
to create one of the toughest racist thons calves ever felt
triceps and biceps melts
the obliques fiending for that help
but there ain't none
when other racists pass you up
knock your sets out like you suppose too
geah yeah you
hardcorp to that sternum
too late now racist
you got another six miles to go
and you about to be at the station within the circuit that may break ya
jump tah'dah sky clapping to yo heaven racist
exactly one hundred times nonstop
betta knock'em out
cause that other racist coming round tha bend with stride is on your jock
nows that adrenaline
yeah!
nows that hardcorp
geah!
racist! racist! that's what I'm yelling! !
soldiered out to the fullest the Harriet Tubman way we be two relentless veterans
meanmuggers gonna feel me
especially when dem crunches hit they midsection like a hollowtip at the next station up ahead see
best tah keep tracking
got no time to hear your weak replies bout yo hamstrings flapping
aaahhhh geah (echoing)
my racism to the fullest...
coming as an invitation into that weak heart within you..
what that liver like?
I can't hear your strength cause your lungs gasping...
ugh
hardcorp to the maximum..
respect your form when you pulling up
you weak and you still got another four miles in this thon...
yeah from thon to thon


"Taking my definition of racism to a whole other level never thought before and felt... and see with me all the participating racists need to do is pay their entry fee as it will be cellular food available with drinks and gold silver and wood medals for different reasons and not the average... "-Cherokee Akan Ewe