Imma need you to quit playing
What do you think that I been saying
Ten minutes ago we just lost a speaker
Now the poet is the preacher

I’m bout to go Jack Reacher
The student is now the teacher

(I need some barbecue sauce for my Cheetos)

Don’t tell CT Fletcher
all of my sets are built on a measure
freestyles off the dome in my ledger
RAW eddie Murphy red leather

Max Gerson cured cancer
Go through your research
My favorite rapper is
Fredrick Douglass in a t shirt

///Hold up stop the poem stop the poem
One rappers says we the new slaves
And the closest rapper to him works to
free atheletes from bad contracts
sounds like the new abolitionists to me
that’s better than saying they worship the devel///

now back to your regularly scheduled poem

copper on the table not worth much
copper on my back this is my skin
my origin story
this is how I begin


win forever

mayweather 2

chamillionaire dont shoot

Jehovah Willing

(this poem is an acronym)

Just give me a little time and
Eventually I will do as much as I can for you
Have a little faith I mean just believe in me
Out the gate I appreciate how you are receiving me
Very impressive how you stayed here thru the hard times
And acted like everyday was mine
How can I repay you

Will you have a time of need?
I know better than that indeed
Lend me your strength in my every endeavor
Let me draw close to you forever
I am indeed doing my best
Now I have
Goals and all are set

you’ll get it

You don’t got to wait for me I need you to be where you need to be and I think we both know what you need from me so you probably will get that eventually
Until that moment comes I’ll probably lace up these trainers and get ready to run like the a free man being chase really to tell the truth I need you to give me my space
In the days that pass we will count the multitude and one we will let the many days be one year and the many years be one space of time that we can call to mind later
If you don’t mind later you and I should sit down and talk maybe over coffee and this time you can pick up the tab because according to my math you owe me this one
Now cry later skate off the scene like an ice skater eyes up shoulders back look at my swag I got on eyeliner but I’m not dressed in drag
You laugh
But you down now how the stage is set how my account is set how the my rage is set how the page is wet from the words Iet drip from the pen, I mean I did it before and now I’m bout to do it again

sorry i missed your call

You shoulda paged me ten minutes ago
Really well I called you nine times
And if you check you probably go 8 missed calls
I left you 7 dollars on the dresser
There is a six pack in the fridge
Don’t touch it
Ill be back in 5 minutes
I got get in touch with 4 more people
So let me go
3 days from now we will all meet up
Even if its just for couple minutes we got to get together
I said that the last two times I saw you
Oh well at least we have this moment
I suppose I should tell you at least one time
I’m sorry I missed your call

smart poo

This is your chance to do you dance take your hands out your pocket man
I said you on a rocket man heading somewhere past the stands
With the people at your back and the whole weekend out ahead of you
You will never fail and and succeed is what you better do
This is not a minute and this is not a day but tomorrow is just a minute away
And I’m crashing
The mind is in a soup
The body is in a coupe
The body is in the trunk
And the sky is now the roof
I have African in my roots
I got cotton on my back and dandelion in my tea
You think you in the front can you really fire breath
There is a minute in the day a moment in the way
A spot in the line of a fire drill
Something that belongs to me

Leave your books on the table then go ahead and leave
Get that chip off your shoulder rip them names off your sleave
Its time to turn the tide
Take a moment just to breath
Now you are so relived and contrite at the same time
Game time

What you thought was a minute you assumed was a day
Was really just a moment standing in your way
If you come out the other side and manage to cross a bridge
Then we might just draw you out a path to show you where you live
Back off of the wrong
Spark up the light
Now you see the difference
Now you see whats right
Sewing your disposition to the lining of your suit
Changing your direction
In your timing you regroup
And if what the poet sais is not true
Then he don’t know the truth
And the wisdom that you seek
Will mean nothing more than the green in your poop


Looking for wisdom in a cookbook
Without understanding the fractions
Or ingredients
Need to get a cook in here to teach us about obedience

The bottom of the oven is filled with crumbs
And the cabinet underside is lined with scum
Something hidden behind the fridge is giving off an odor
Something in the sink is looking for closure

We get a chef up in this piece to teach us about pastry
A chef to show us how to mop up the floor
A chef to show us how to clean up
A chef to help us cook up what we dream up

In the mean time I read the book nowIt seems so profound
The ingredients the instruction and the know how
Short order today master chef tomorrow
Does anyone have some sugar I could borrow

j’cole grape juice and merlot

Yall better thank j’cole
Forget it
I’ll thank j’cole for inspiring me
Now I feel like the fella is wiring me new money
What the deal I ain’t new honey
I’m in the big truck should I feel funny
I got a goal and it aint got nothing to do with my teeth
I see my past trying to chase me its ok I matured
Turn around and tell it face me
Yet it runs away
Aint that the way of a coward
Something about when the man get the power
People want to supress’em like the silencer on pistol
Should I be inaccurate
Is that what you need to know I miss you
Blow a kiss to you light a candle
One of them little tea light joints
Now I’m moving up in the paint to prove a point
More tim Duncan than Dwight howard
I don’t care how much you tried to frustrate me
I got a whole team waiting on me
So if I have to play dirty I poppe’m like john Stockton
Please don’t expect to get it for free
At least not from me
I’ve grown tired
Maybe I’m wired from the caffeine
Skittles and pepsi replaced
By black rum and oreo cookies
Now I got to get ready for the season like nfl rookies
I do my best to prove myself
Burn down the 4-40 till there is nothing left
If I have to I’ll get some prostetic legs just to make an advantage
Haters probably steal the prostectics just to get an advantage
It don’t matter I got my head on straight I’m made to manage
Give me what you got if you can handle it
I’m coming down off the top
Don’t let the flow stop
And don’t let me get sloppy
I beg you just to be by me
I mean I’m waking up to heart palipatations
Heart attack or angina
I play it off I’m tough no vagina
But I’m feeling burned like the bottom of the lasagna
Scrape me off the curb like a dead armadillo
I’m crying into the pillows
I’m weeping savannah weeping willows
Dig down deep into the ground and suck up the waters
Swamp waters pull in deep like a father with six daughters
I’m dragging like the back of a Taurus station wagon
I’m packed up backed into a corner
Not feeling like myself
Just trying to like myself
So I can’t blame you for not reading me
But I’m might have to kill you if you don’t believe in me
The truth is these blood suckers bleeding me like the
Dark do the evening
Ok now I’m just rambling whatever I’m out yo
Please believe
Detroit please beleive
I will be a slim timmy when you see me
Thank you and I love you
And I need you and you read me
So you must believe me
I love you and I need you
Even if I don’t tell you I’m following you
And I’m following all your friends that follow you
Cause I love you and I need you ok
I’m still bobbing my head to that j’cole
Lets get it
I’m out

its ok…be mad

Scotch and milk

Cayenne pepper

I get my wallet

Off the dresser

Don’t knock it

I’ll make you better

Upgrade cashemere sweater

Ford explorer pin hole leather

Kentucky burbon

Hold your own

Make  your bones

Borrow money

Keep your stones

Tighten my belt

I got no complaint

When I see jay

I buy him a drank

Cut to the bone

They way you hurt me

Its ok I’m copper only

Burn me up

Melt me down

Change the face

Tears of a clown

I’m super certain that you will come around

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