Brainchild?
by Iosua Tai Taeoalii

I don’t condone violence,
known for smiling and acceptance.
But you gotta lotta fuckin’ nerve,
swirving the opinions of the viewing public,
acting like you were the foundation of what could have been great.
I have half a mind to burying all of your teeth down your throat.
It started out looking like it was gonna be a good match,
i was in a tight spot
just between productions and i wanted to continue filming,
producing and editing,
you kept me working in that manner,
but in retrospect
you realized i had what it takes to launch your life
out of it’s sorry existence that it had been spiraling into for the last year.
You got me some good gigs that helped pay some bills
and i’m grateful for that,
but not grateful enough for you to kick me in the nuts and ruin everything i had been working so hard for
and you had been saying you were working hard
but you were really crankin’ your head w/ speed and staring at your computer all night
accomplishing nothing.
You wasted so much of everyones time,
and it’s a well known fact thru our community
that your a bum and you can’t be depended on for anything.
I wish i would have known that before i threw away a year of my life
to chase a goal that you were gonna ultimately destroy.
You had poor ideas and acted like you were the innovator.
You had no skills in editing or shooting,
yet you played like you were some kind of Spilberg,
you had the look for the part
but you didn’t have the heart or the balls to make it really work.
Had I known that all you were doing was building relationships
just to claim that you were a TV producer,
and not really raising us any money,
except for what you were spending to go up your nose,
i would have done it myself.
But your a manipulative self-righteous,
egotistical earthworm,
whose burned many bridges and told many lies,
and had the gall to do an interview with the city weekly
and tell the people you created all this,
it’s your brainchild,
what type of shit is that?
i should snap your neck for that shit,
break your fingers with a pair of pliers
and shove a bat into your throat.
The fact is,
you had nothing to do with the small bit of success that we were tasting,
and you were enjoying it too much,
but you weren’t doing anything to keep it going,
or to even launch it into more success.
Every event i attend or every time i meet an interesting person in this city of lake,
i’m reminded of how much i want to kick your ass for ruining it all
and turning around and claiming i was just some employee,
that had no ideas and was at fault for the fall,
you mother fucker for that,
in reality, you weren’t shit
and all those people that you fired
did tons more work than you ever did
and they should be the ones who receive the glory for the ideas
and hard work put behind our project...
and when i say our,
i’m talking me and them,
nothing to do with you,
So in closing,
when you see me on the street
don’t approach me,
don’t look my way,
cuz i’m mad,
and i’m willing to fly off the path
just to pop you in the face
to satisfy my vengeful lust.