New Type Chick

New Type Chick

A Poem by Theta S. T.

I am the regular old me

Sometimes funny

Sometimes not

Sometimes I’m that down and dirty chick

That’s ready to rah-a-die on some s**t

Sometimes I’m that stay at home

And hold it down for some s**t

In the words of Curtis Mayfield

I’m your momma, I’m your daddy

I’m that n***a in the alley

I’m your doctor, when in need

Want some coke, have some weed....

I’m your pusherman

I can be like Jekyll and Hyde

Sweet and innocent as you need me to be type chick

Then in a blink of an eye

I’m that rip off your head

And put my foot in your a*s type chick

I’m that chick that your momma wants to meet

And keeps your daddy wondering

"Is she a freak?"

I got all them hoes in your area code

Trying to be just like me and s**t

But I got this thing sewed

Because there is no other chick like me

Sometimes funny

Sometimes not

Sometimes I’m that down and dirty chick

Sometimes I’m that stay at home

And hold it down type chick

I’m the regular old me

Your new type chick

© 2008 Theta S. T.


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Ha ha! I'm feeling this flow gurl! I feel you! I see you got some rhyming skillz! Me too gurl! We gotta collab one day! Anyways, keep these coming Miss Chick! :) One luv gurl! Holla at ya boy!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm diggin it. I like the tone you set with this piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What ya needing a pep talk on???? Seems like u got it together...chick..lol

Naw on the real I like this..flow was nice..could see this under lights

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Theta S. T.
Theta S. T.

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