Dead WeightA Poem by J L Solomon
You say she's the lady of your dreams
let me tell ya now she ain't what she seems. She's the definition of 'gold digger' She'll be off with the next cat who makes a bigger figure. Man pull your head out and look around She got you acting like a clown. Your my dog but I've never put a leash on ya, this b***h has; you lookin weak in the street man. You told me yo, "don't ever let them figure you soft, they'll start thinking they can trigger you off." Now listen to your own lesson, never leave anybody room for guessin. Brother please tell this tick to kick rocks Let's go cruising with the homies on the block in the drop top, dubs spinning nonstop. Drop this hoe like she's hot Let all the G's know that you haven't forgot how to handle your business cross you and they'll be no forgiveness. Mad love dog, your the king of the game, I grew up under your reign. To see you dethroned now would be unbearable pain. I won't let you suffer the shame of going down in her flames. She's dead weight it's time to clean the slate I got to confess she makes you look like a mess Go on man cut her loose; start fresh. © 2017 J L SolomonAuthor's Note
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