let’s move away
from that, though,
because this album’s
about yours truly.
i’m at the top
of the poetry game,
even if i haven’t dropped
anything in a month.
i can post at any time,
be it middle of the day
or 5 in the morning,
and i’ll still get the views.
and you know what else?
i can brag without the cheese.
silly lines and bullshit,
i don’t need that kanye stuff,
talking about go-pro dicks
and bleached assholes.
pfft, don’t make me gag.
but let’s not talk
about that man,
you all know why.
i’ll brag without
the wild comparisons,
the logical gaps,
and the insanity.
i’ll brag about
the real things,
the actualities,
the things i’ve
gone and done
in my real life,
and if that means
that all i have that’s
worth talking about
is finishing some poetry
or getting through
a semester of college,
hell, i’ll take it.
Thursday, May 17, 2018
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