WHILE RECORDING BARS IN THE STUDIO THAT IS REALLY JUST A SOUPED UP BALIKBAYAN IN HIS MAMA’S BACKYARD I TRY EXPLAINING TO THE HOMIE WHY FILIPINOS LOVE CHAKA KHAN WHICH IS HOW I KNOW THE SAMPLE TO KANYE WEST’S “THROUGH THE WIRE”

Got it from Dilla, go figure. Bass-creepin

ninja guerilla. I’m more ether than you think

& I got no greed card. Meanwhile, polis

bright lights ask who we are. This lyric not

for you, sir, more for both my diasporas—

those Arabicas & Filipinas—only a perm-

anent revolution will free us. Crusade new

place on a brutal, feudal Tuesday. My grand-

papa grandpapa ask his friend Ahmed, Who

they? Hellish mans with metal hands fetish

lands then forget it. My kasamas wear desi-

gner. My mama don’t regret it. I said it so I

meant it. Maybe I might have embellished.