[i will wear thirty two shades of eyeliner & gentrify your avant garde poetry]

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

after Wu-tang

i get stressed
crime syndicate shit
ordinary projects &
notty-head child support
spent my cheddar on gear
buying whips for
New York, Jamaica, Miami
i flooded Virginia
50 cash bends
bleeding where the pellet hit
slug burnt through lower back side
cracked spine exit arm
hospital table mind
corrupt awkwardness
my name in trouble
transact with fiends
& just get blasted
i go in the crib
got stains on my shirt
but found dead
& incarcerated
just turned a new dad

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