"benja" poems
The poem that I'd never write..
The kind of poem that'd show me in a different light.
I scoff at Benja F bills
Women come and go,
I be popping pills that make the world turn slow.
I yolo ********
Holler at team swag,
Money and the *******
Tell her throw it in the bag..
That's the kind of poem that I'd never write.
The kind of poem where I ****** everyone in sight.
I keep it real hood.
Gangster all day.
Look me the wrong way,
Dead body in the hallway.
You don't want no problems,
I'm strapped like Velcro,
Dummy I don't play no games, Nintendo.
This made little sense,
something wasn't right.
This is the kind of poem I would never ever write.
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC