…..The beast with two backs isn’t a freak of nature; it’s inherited, that makes it inherent; we get it from our parents, homegrown attributes are repeated over and over again, like it’s a race we trying to win. Our feelings is king, our egos are gold and our facts are untold, so there’s no sense in asking for justifications or explanations, just be my victim and get placated, as I commit selfish acts, that aren’t hesitated; your friends as well as those unknown to you are on my sexual plate, backseats of cars and motel rooms are most likely our fate, something I know you would later hate, but it makes me feel like a fat person who just ate, it’s not personal, but your attitude does trigger it at times, so I seek revenge with friends of ours, a silent victory when you leave for work at nine, I’ll keep track of the time, I’ll climax while you grind, be sleep before your first break, later we’ll both have a slice of your favorite cake, and listen to some Drake as we talk about how you be acting fake, even though when it comes to taking care of me, you’d pull your shoulder out of place.