Super Saiyan like Goku Japanese got Nobu Got things to blow through Soul searching eat soul food
Lineman said go blue Know things I know too Cough down got the flu 'Rona season ye they knew
Hit a lick and they rich now Kobe shooting bricks now Make music you call sounds Shorty go two rounds
Henny Henny on the flip town Jealousy they talk about I don't really give a **** now I just wanna blow it up now
Someone come roll spliffs 6ix God go views this Air punching got no fists I just feel so diff
Get rich and go dip Pinking I go swim Jelly jelly got no diss ****** like solstice
Don't want to lose connect Dripping down like a faucet I just want to be blessed Late sleep feel too stressed
Situations go reflect "**** my ex" is a reflex I just want two things Big money and respect
East to side to the rex Play smart got no decks Aces up next Need a queen be the best
Whip around in my X Flex on my ex Check time Rolex Get "I miss you" texts
This poem is a rhythmic work of art that flows to the instrumental of "B.S" by Jhene Aiko Ft. H.E.R. It is a personal poem based on my past gastronomical, athletic, romantic, and impactful experiences. Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Have a good day. :)