N****s For Life Right?...

Started out on the bottom
I advanced towards the top
you settled for lukewarm
I always wanted to be hot
You figured you suck me dry take me
For everything that I got
But you got caught
and had the audacity to get mad that
I figured out your plot see
I loved my homie to death
Gave him everything until nothing was left
But his intentions were wicked
I was surprised when he stepped
We used to drink on the steps
Fill smoke in our chest
Admitted I was his brother even though we weren't flesh
So what happened?
I started getting money now you acting funny
You claimed I was a SMART a*s
Now I'm just dummy
It's cool...
It's cool...
Cause see ima do me while you try and do you
You need a handy dandy notebook to figure out the clues
It's no longer "F**k Me" homie it's F**K YOU
My dad explained it best don't stress
Cause that's just what b*****s do...
See I love homie to death
Cause Martin Luther King Jr
Wants me to love thy brother
But how can I knowing that we could kill each other
And I'm ABLE but nobody wants to fill the wrath of CAINE
So for now I'm just saying
Ima keep it sane
While you playing games-
I guess my father was right
You just like them b*****s
Now you looking dehydrated
From hanging in the dessert with these thirsty a*s nighas...

Smh...maaan...

Author's Note

I was listening to Schoolboy Q- My Homie when I wrote this I just stuck to his concept and decided to make my own little version :)
Whomever reads hope you enjoy

Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

Yes I enjoyed reading the poem ... out loud it has a good beat. And actually I think yur poem speaks for many others!

[TheHumbledChild]

Thank for you for reading 😁😀😄
I'm glad you enjoyed it