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I will tell my son not to do
Drugs obviously but ****
That's like priests telling child
**** peddlers it's not right to *** kids

So I'll have to resort to this:
"son please do as I say"
And not what I did and probably
Still do when grandpa for the day

Takes u away to play,
So I'll tell him things that made
Me a hypocrite so don't have ***
With girls u don't love and I'll say

Always use a ******, even though
It really takes away
From sensation like immigration
Deported it from the land of play

Never use the service of a ******
Even if she has 2 kids
And u think fukking her would help
Her feed em, cause that's just sick

But then Ill feel so guilty from my
Hypocritical ways
Like not going to church but sending
Him with his catholic school to pray

As echoes of my words that say
**** is no gateway to others
Are heard in my head but now I'll
Preach it so over protective I smother

And suffocate, and screen his dates
And call him on the phone
Until I'm that parent ur friends
Make fun of, never leaving him alone

Cause I can love myself but a clone
In my son I would hate
But if karmas real I maybe in
For a scary ride of parenthood...great

Cause as I think back I realize
That my parents would freak when they
found out about ****, which makes me think
of all they didnt know, and all I got away.....

With, and I start to flip, so I
Debate starting to hide some devices
All over my apartment and tap the
****** phone and no I don't like this

But it needs to be done,
after all He's my son
I had no ****** brain and I was
dangerous, imagine him, as a smarter one

I brought u in this world son!
So u better bet I can take u out
Now I'm saying **** I heard and said I'd
never say even though i Promised myself

I don't trust a mall Santa or his
****** ****** elf And mrs clause is a ****
Tell me the truth son! Is he ur drug
Supplier, I saw his knee under ur ****!!

Maybe I'm just paranoid plus he's
Not even one yrs old I'm trippin
But not so crazy if family guys baby is  
Accurate .....so maybe my kids a Stewie Griffin

Trying to **** his mom.....ha , ya! Good luck
I been trying for years
But can't get away wit nothin cause who you are
or were ****** .....is always prime suspect and here

Is where I try to convince myself
To just let the kid grow up, and make mistakes
The girl next store will be fine,
Let him learn on his own, not to go ****

cause its as wrong as that hyperboye was
Even if she was ...already a ***
All I want is to make sure he doesn't
Go down the same path i did, and that I know

That I'm lucky I walked through, and away from
Without dying before I had my lil dude
So Julian at 16 yrs old ima take my
Belt like old school people would do

And beat ur *** with it like it was
A million, trillion beatings in one
Then explain that it was for all the ****
U do and will do, and all that uve done

That u know u wernt suppose to do
but still did Without me knowing,
Then never say **** to him again and
pray while I support him, as hes growing

And get a pair of lawyers incase
My pair-a-noias actually apt
And maybe one day he won't hate me
For random drug tests for crack

******, ***, methamphetamines
And anything else
That feels good, as I religiously raid
His room, then end up doing the house

After finding nothing in ur room
Screaming........ where is it, where is it
I know ur up to something cause
u have my blood in u "explicit, explicit""

And ask him paranoid fuelled
Questions in anger, killing his joy
U missed ur period this month didn't u!
Don't lie to me!! .."dad ***?..I'm a boy?!!

Then embarrassed and frantic
I'll ask him If he's sure
Then hed say yes dad I promise,
I'll never be stupid as u were

...or at least I hope. Just please god
Dont let him suffer
For my mistakes. Guide him to diffrent
or I'll **** him&giv;; his name 2 his brother

Ok I'm just kidding, I want my
Kid to be living
I want him to be educated, successful
Well respected and giving

And Julian if u read this one
Day, I hope u know I worry
And maybe u don't understand right
Now but trust me u will when ur 30
mike Feb 2013
knockknock
whos there?
doorsalesman
doorsalesman who?
doorsalesman in a paradox.
we're all in a paradox, you benign ***.
howr we all in a paradox?
because we're alive, now get out of my doorway before i **** you.
how is it a paradox to be alive?
do you have a family, mister?
no
ok
what does that mean?
get the *** out of here
but
(bang).....(riiiing...riiiing)
"hello"
"hey, joey?..i need a favor man.."
"wuts up?"
"i uuhhh...i uhh.. i need something from you.. a favor"
"wut the *** is it?"
"...hhh..i uhh..i need you to help me get rid of a body"
"........who?"
"doorsalesman"
"doorsalesman who?"
"dude...dont even start. just commere and help me out"
"ok...gimme a minute..im reading a book about paradoxes"
"no ****..ha!"
"yeah. i never really thought of it but its technically a paradox to be alive"
"yeah, i kn
"cuz, i mean, you need something alive to make something living. and where did life begi
"HOLYSHIT! JUST FUKKING COME OVER! NOW!!!"
(CLICK)
I will tell my son not to do
Drugs obviously but ****
That's like priests telling child
**** peddlers it's not right to *** kids

So I'll have to resort to this:
"son please do as I say"
And not what I did and probably
Still do when grandpa for the day

Takes u away to play,
So I'll tell him things that made
Me a hypocrite so don't have ***
With girls u don't love and I'll say

Always use a ******, even though
It really takes away
From sensation like immigration
Deported it from the land of play

Never use the service of a ******
Even if she has 2 kids
And u think fukking her would help
Her feed em, cause that's just sick

But then Ill feel so guilty from my
Hypocritical ways
Like not going to church but sending
Him with his catholic school to pray

As echoes of my words that say
**** is no gateway to others
Are heard in my head but now I'll
Preach it so over protective I smother

And suffocate, and screen his dates
And call him on the phone
Until I'm that parent ur friends
Make fun of, never leaving him alone

Cause I can love myself but a clone
In my son I would hate
But if karmas real I maybe in
For a scary ride of parenthood...great

Cause as I think back I realize
That my parents would freak when they
found out about about ****, which
makes me think of all the **** I got away

With, and I start to flip, so I
Debate starting to hide some devices
All over my apartment and tap the
****** phone and no I don't like this

But it needs to be done,
after all He's my son
I had no ****** brain and I was
dangerous, imagine him, not dumb

I brought u in this world son!
So u better bet I can take u out
Now I'm saying **** I heard and said I'd
never say even though i Promised myself

I don't trust a mall Santa or his
****** ****** elf And mrs clause is a ****
Tell me the truth son! Is he ur drug
Supplier, I saw his knee under ur ****!!

Maybe I'm just paranoid plus he's
Not even one yrs old I'm trippin
But I'm not so crazy if family guys
Accurate maybe my kids like Stevie Griffin

Trying to **** my girl, ya! Good luck
I been trying for years
But can't get away wit nothin cause who
Ur ****** is prime suspect and here

Is where I try to convince myself
To just let the kid make mistakes
The girl next store will be fine,
Let him learn on his own that ****

Was the wrong way to go
Even if she was already a ***
All I want is to make sure he doesn't
Go down the same path I know

That I'm lucky I walked through
Without dying before I had u
So Julian at 16 yrs old ima take my
Belt like old school people would do

And beat ur *** with it like it was
A million beatings in one
Then explain that was for all the ****
U do and will do, and all that uve done

That u know u wernt suppose to do but Without me knowing,
Then never say **** to him again and
pray while I support him when growing

And get a pair of lawyers in cause
My pair-a-noias actually apt
And maybe one day he won't hate me
For random drug tests for crack

******, ***, methamphetamines
And anything else
That feels good, as I religiously raid
His room, then end up doing the house

After finding nothing in ur room
Screaming where is it, where is it
I know ur up to something cause u have my blood in u "explicit, explicit""

And ask him paranoid fuelled
Questions in anger, killing his joy
U missed ur period this month didn't u!
Don't lie to me!! .."dad ***?..I'm a boy?!!

Then embarrassed and frantic
I'll ask him If he's sure
Then hed say yes dad I promise,
I'll never be stupid as u were

...or at least I hope. Just please god
Dont let him suffer
For my mistakes. Guide him to diffrent
or I'll **** him&giv;; his name 2 his brother

Ok I'm just kidding, I want my
Kid to be living
I want him to be educated, successful
Well respected and giving

And Julian if u read this one
Day, I hope u know I worry
And maybe u don't understand right
Now but trust me u will when ur 30
Eye'm the King of the jungle
In my pursuit to find happiness
many time eye failed,
only to become the victim of a broken heart.
Pain was felt.
Playing the cards
That eye was dealt.
Should of listened to my first my mind
Telling me,
Koolie man you need to chill.
It was only trying protect the investments of heart.
But eye had eye know it all 
Why my head,gotta be so. Fukking hard.
Shattered reflections of my broken dreams scattered amongst the shards.
All because eye thought,
You was the miss piece of the puzzle
that would complete my
Heart.
Turn out you wasn't authentic
From the start.
Corrupted thoughts
revealed you had no faith all.
Any doubt
means,you that couldn't be trusted at all, eye'm so appalled.
Standing ovation
give your self a round
of applause.
Cause you really played the part.
Don't worry karma got your award
You're staring the leading role of a black girl lost.
Pain,heart,hurt,pride,self pity,love,poetry,passion.
Evan E Aug 2019
You can tell by the blank stare in my eye
I don’t give a fukk And I’m not afraid to die
Tried to put the pieces together, but I don’t  think it can,
Chasing the coke snowstorms like I’m a fukking weatherman
Hate what days are like now, without any of the hype,
Making questionable choices, gambling with my life
My connect got what I need, he’s sliding late at night,
If tonight’s gonna my last, at least I burned out bright.
Yenson Jul 2020
Listen, its a campaign of harassment
they do it all the time
they just want to frustrate you
oh! yes, invalidate you totally
they've dragged me into it
they say they are hijacking your mind
and in turn your life
do you know the ******* are calling themselves
Pirates....hahahaha
they revel in the red devils tags
the fukking cowards with nothing better to do
listen do you want me to stick around and play pretend
along with them
I could just feed them ******* and keep you in the know
we know they are crazy lying *******
they are the frustrated invalidated ones and the fools
don't even know it
thanks, but its better you don't stick around
its an impossible position to put you in
our mad pirates may turn on you
they are already discolouring you
I don't want their stresses for you
they've become a clichéd joke
laughing stock in private circles
left wing useless crass doing crass things
hate-mongers that divide because they are broken
listen, take care of yourself
https://youtu.be/pC6A2ftI80w

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