Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

What's my name?
Hmmm, nah can't be,
Let me see...
Nigga, to you?!....
My name gots to be Willma Foo Foo!,
Yeah, cause Im supposed to be stupid n accept all the shit u do.
Nah dats not my name,
I see all dat u do...
Even sitting back to watch u "Try" n run dat weak ass game.
Boy Im like Johnny Cochran in da OJ trial,
Been collecting evidence on you for a good while.
N when ur words start making non-sense,
Um, your honor I would like to present exhibit "A"....
Laying out aaaallll my evidence.
So lets get this understood ,
Play me... nah baby u never could.
I need you to understand who u talking to,
Need you to come correct,
Recognize the name on my birth certificate...
Surely does not say Willma Foo Foo.