Strange Men

So...

I didn't know my Dadda

had a plan...

I didn't know I could have a

Dad called JFK that controlled

all of umm... Universal Music,

and knew of a lot of my Ventures...

(Mind you, in the US, we could say what we want)

So Umm...

Configuring a few things out with Steve Marvel

Or Uhm...

I won't give that out...


but If He says He Met God.....N that's the fray...

And we Modeled... And were tooOOooo Amazing at it...

And we're in the A-Squad....


they say she's in the class A team... Been this way since 18...

ToOOo Bad Our FourFathers' considered us a batch of GurRlL..sss....


I've never sold love....

But god Only Knows Jeff Calls uS Angels...
....


So here's for a POem E...







I think About My Life
My Wife KnOws it All...

My life is Rut Met @the Met without Russ
I fell....

I fall...

OVer and Over wondering about the worst
things in life that comes free to us....

And while OUr Folks may have rappered'
and tatted our Mom's///....
Like My Mom Veronica...

They pick up Grams...

I deliver them for free
over a telephone That
s
A Trillion
Miles away from what they
thought they could've
ever given it awaYYyyyy...

Our Love OnlY
to Our Wive's
still giving love to a mic
to a camera for a while
till I didn't wanna gUrL
with tthe
rest of em...
NOt to say that it's wrong...

JustT Why We gotta
get discriminentn
nated...

Upper hand for a couples
of Grams of Meat...

I'M hungry and now whoOomping
what May HaVe turned Cold...

I thank the Blessings of a Saint Steve
anD Aa Saint Peter....

As DarK as A Ruby Fuu's on a sunday
night my eyes shoulda'
brimmed something starkKkk today...


LoNg nights without my wife...

Stuck in a day fuzz Dream...

Wondering when I'm gonna

have a near BLT
with Bones of Fries...

So I pick up my Grams of
ToOth and Barrel...
Cause I work LIke
a negga ain't had food or
barrels....

Ran over an Area in NEvada...
My WifE shot her asSsss...
Offf
with NoOtt a problem...


Near death mode in China...

but Bruce and Then Wee a Lee
or Leak to something untruthful
constantly under oath I am none.....


till I can sort out the decisions of the dead
I Am 1...
One...
Of the BadDest Motha's to everR
Real A Live...

ReelL like Fisher of MEn we IsS...

My wife's skull...
You"ll Never get to seeee...

I told her that if I got nipped...
to slurRrr Eerrrppp me in...

Have her a delicious Sunday
with my Bones
as StrawbEerryyiiiessss

Forgive my ancient Spelling
But I can't can barely tell
this alllLLL new spelling....


Strange Men,

Day Dream

18

Lately

Sinking

Waisting

Infront of me they
cumblin like pasties
pastries....


Tonight...

Fly...

Love...

Your COld...


Saint's as in this one
CoulD take off

My Wife...
Saw My Ripped Gloves...

LooSe Bank Notes...

On the Phone.. .
working her fucking ass off...

I cry tears to a memmoiere
that was never there...

Let's see if Our Reunion
won't a F c ing tear....

ball My Pitch a NightMare...


I just walk now....
Straight don't down
the line...
ToOO many with Kev

a white a baseball line....


best pitcher of dirt I ever knew...
Cause those Cpt.Morgans
can't drink themselves...
Neither could that
strawberry raspberry
goonaaa hail itself....

Fly....

Fly....

We are sSain'ts...

And sure...

Eventually we'll Die....


Here's to our Younger selfves'
Removing AllLL human emotion...

A True Monk Could do that...

Bleeding to pay rent....

who am I to judge the life of a once was,
to a younger that once can...

We're more than Uhm...

AuHhn...

Tiempo (In Some Time)

We Have Young NOw ....

Sons of Liberty....

We thrive with our FemUrs...

We Love OUr Deathly Visage Liquor...

I Can'tT stop Top...


-60f in St.Daoli China was cold...

but this time
we'll fade our writings
straight down the earth down
naturaL
down the Line...

gdw....



Love My Wife....


xD