Like the denim levi’s on my body I wanna be cuffin you
Tatto’s on your body revealing hidden scars cause damn life must’ve been tough for you
Without you daddy showin up
And sho enuff u put ur trust in the wrong fellas
Like mary j. in 94 when she was left stuck singin’ acapella
But I ain’t no kc or a jo jo
You must crazy to wanna be involved with me cause my life is movin fuckin slo mo
Wish I was closer with the niggas in my life stress free pro bono no homo
And oh no
I done been cured of writer’s block
Poem after poem blog entry after another one some wonder when will the writing ever stop
I could never put a halt to writtin expression
This is my method of soul confessin’
And every mshap is a blessin’
In disguise so in the landmark event of my demise
My enemies will be revealed no longer able to hide behind disguise
One thing I despise is denial of the facts
How dare you continue to put on an act
You need to be a complete woman and stop lying on ur back
Quit lying on my name
Cause one day im gone acclimate the fame
And who’s gone be to blame
Except you for being my ever churning motivation
Eyes burning from neurotic dilapidation
Yeah kin and that was just the introduction
To a prose story
I suppose a story
Wouldn’t bore ya’ll would it?
Could it be?
That the one standing next to me
Is the young lady who’s next indeed
Who’s next to bleed?
Next to shead tear’s
Newport between my lips burning
No Nicorette im just shedding years
What’s a lucky number seven when I know I don’t deserve heaven
Im to weak
To even speak
That’s y I write with all my might
Bam bitch Bismarck all in ur throat nigga #shockerslapme
