I love my bitches, the meaner the better.
Fuck Drake and Kendrick Lamar,
I want a street poetess
to shake her booty in my face
and tell what will be the way,
the word, the verb
she carries like a noun
in pink spandex.
Put the hex on those whiny
self-obsessed brothers,
take me shining into your tribe,
brown gates of Eden broken and
resold to my older soul
where these goddesses have
hooks like braille
and my ear's a sail on their
bright red tongues.
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