Put It On My Tab

CHECK IT OUT! June 25th at A Different Peace Of Mind, you can catch Theon Lee and his debut album "Transpiracy Theorist". I really wish this computer would stop telling I'm misspelling my name. Check this out, for the first ten people to walk through the door, there is a free cd! That's right, first ten copies are 'On The Tab', but ONLY if they can recite one line from "The First 48 Hours" piece. And if you don't make it this time, it's cool, because we got all night to recite it. So don't forget JUNE 25TH at A Different Peace Of Mind @730p. Be sure to find them on Facebook for more info. Hope to see you there!!!

On Second Thought...

It's been a long time coming, I know. But here it is, at last. Ladies and Gentlemen, after long and back-breaking procrastination... I've done it. Fans and supporters, I would like to present to you... Transpiracy Theorist... on the 25th. HAAAAA!!! I bet you thought I was droppin' it now, huh? Well, you'll have to wait just a little while longer. Also, there will be a release party at the Different Peace Of Mind Poetry Lounge. Until then stay tuned, and also keep up with me on facebook and/or twitter for further details. Theon Lee @facebook Theondom @twitter

'Man On Foot'

Another performance, at Ball State, alongside with Rehema McNeil, Too Black, Tony Styxx, and Chenzira... Check it out.

Peanut Butter Dreams

Theon Lee makes an featuring appearance and The Spoken Soul Food Sunday's "Forever Young Show, with Ejaaz The Spazz & The Cranes. Peep this...

Gin aside

Party, party, party until faces become spinning images, voices become echoes, and the lights go out,

Party people go home, its all over and the fat lady just sang her loudest ballad, and coincidentally no one could recite its lyrics execept you



This is your love poem,

Every last one of you who cultivate in the lifestyle of vain celebration, sensual insenuation, and a conversation that shall never live past what he or she said,

if this is the essence of living, quite simply we dead

This is your love poem,

The lyrics, we ignore but never question

because why express "y", when everyone's doing it

This is our love poem

We all hear the hottest tracks from that fat womans last EP, in the form of an older person singing, "Remember to always think twice"

Suddenly we all were yelling back, "Yo DJ, hit the next button on this bitch!"

Young mamas, like Rihannas, rewinding their conscience by reinnovating what Mama said, until it became Mama seh, mama sah, mumaku sah!

Don't STOP the music, just skip it, if it gets too realistic,

Men, becoming morally femiNINE

Watching them,

Do themselves, as if we were never once raised to support, protect, and provide

all materialism, and emotion no longer hide,

Bitches, chains, svedka and gin aside

this is our genocide,

Throw yo motherfuckin' morals in the air

and feed them to the fire like youre stuck in there,

6 o'clock dont stop no morning, so don't stop yo mourning

when you see sunrise has come to sundry that once tear washed soul, you carried on your back,

but is now replaced with that Overprint Ogio,

You worked up 80 bucks, and sold ya soul to,

Mark Jacob vision, New Era intentions, Chromed out slaveship, sponsored by Cadillacs finest,

You'll buy this

Magazine that advertises multiple generation demises,

so now the book of life is but a trifled pamphlet, left just outside

of a waste basket, with its message crumbled up and torn
quite like mankind....
This is our love poem.