Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

No Way Jose- if he
Got any-thing to 
Tell Me don’t 
Send ship nor 
Carry news to
Me Cryin’ over 
Bruised Berries spilled 
From the 
Sack Blues of 
Another nig-ga Jewlz


That Bullshit You said
So Shittingy 
Brings back memories soo 
Close and dear to meAbout
When an-other forgot the 
Contract policy about the, 
Here it is,Number 12 that states,
“ If you go past the due date, 
Your  Balls belong to Me “.
Well I ain’t gonna keep ya,
In any types a suspense 
Or mystery,
My Man held Him back
Andd I to-re OFF His Balls 
Dick an-d  Ass.
For You see,
He violated #22 and #23. 


So Cmon Turnt pussy.
Don’t You see You got to face Me.
EY-ES, 
FORRRWARD. 
LEG-GS, 
SEP’RAPE!!
Yeah, cut ri-iight  thru,
And right alll-ongg 
This space.
WITH THIS STRAIGHT BLA-DE!!
It’s the 9th not the 8th,
Which means you’re late.
So Pass the due Dates