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. :)