You Don't Know Me

You don’t know me

But because you see me just

the way you want to

you think you know everything about me

Because I know so many

just like you

I can tell you more about yourself

than your own mama can

Even though she spat you out because you

were spending too much time in the house

doing nothing but taking up space

And you want to get in my face?

Get your crayons and make a trace

of that space

because you are way out there

Cry baby, when things don’t go your way

Smile baby, when you try and get your way

Two faces of Eve and Steve

Yes, you is too!

No wonder your a*s is the one that’s blue

You just don’t know how to stay true

Who knew

You could turn so blue

A dead stagnant piece of a*s that is forced

to be you

You don’t know me

Try to talk down to me

What a laugh

As if you got cash

to pay a staff

There’s no way

You finished college

Shopping at outlet stores

And not having knowledge

to that your diagnosis

Was a psychosis

A brain deteriorating  with cirrhosis

take several doses

to cure your halitosis

Even what your mama knows is

You’ll always be a loser

Stepping up like some bruiser

Can’t even afford a Chevy Cruiser

Somebody must have been your chooser

And you think you know me

The one who could be

Anything

Can’t you see

A pimp here

A fighter there

Oh, and I can live

just about anywhere

Graduated from school

Learned the golden rule

Of not being a fool

And used like a tool

Writing words

that chirp like birds

Cramping the style

of the silly and not worth-while

Please go home

Let your cellphone roam

But talk under a dome

so nobody can tell you’re alone

It’s a shame

when you try to make a name

for yourself you failed the game

Pitiful and lame

Ask yourself why you came

Thinking I would be easy

looking at you all greasy

cheesy

Sex in the City sleezy

And you think you know me

Get back

before you have a heart attack

Think about what you lack

before you step next time,

  Jack