I was born a lame from Spain? ..that's what they called you when you were fresh
From the womb of yo mama
I wasn't street savvy by know mean's at all
I was small mind wise
Wasn't hip to the game of street survival
Although I had applied myself several times to get recognized by my peers
There wasn't anybody around to compare myself too or to recognize as an authority figure
I was College ready with an idiot diploma
Meaning I was a College dropout
Later in my life a young rapper that go's by
Kanye West will right a hit song about that title
I just like PUSSY!!! ..let me be honest Hank about my endevavor's
That's every real mans downfall
Putting your little head before your big head
Fucken dummies we men are?
I was a quick leaner I learned that pussy don't pay your bills or do it?
I was now in deep thought like a math equation?
I wasn't a total loser
I was young and dumb in full of cum that's what the OG's use to say
Plus I needed money
I was a pretty boy street vendors or ho's liked me
I was green as in apple with no game
One day a sexy sophisticated young street vendor chose up on me
Meaning she liked my style and wanted me to own a slice of her world
Oh yeah? ...she gave me a bankroll so big it could choke a horse
She called me Daddy from then on
She said I was a pretty nigga and she was a qualified
W.H.O.R.E
She means to say street vendor I keep telling her to look at the bigger picture
She say's we are going to get this bread daddy
That means to you squares? ..we are getting money
Oh? ..my bad do you like my new Vernacular it's proper language
I speak it well now
I am a little seasoned with this game
Flavorful I have learned the ends in outs of being a vending owner
The word Pimp has been replaced with vendor owner in case you are a little slow
I also did this as to not incriminate myself in the future
Street vending is beautiful this time of season
I have 5 lovely vendors whom work around the clock 24/7
They getting that cake ...baby!!!
I take up residency and a high rise luxury apartment building across from a water front
I drive nothing but European whips
Keep up with me now!!!
The game is fast indeed don't mean you drive like that
You just make better moves
You can get rich as a mutha fucka out here in the jungle
Just keep your head level and a shovel in one hand a flashlight and the other
One of these lame mutha fuckas that thinks there shit don't stink will make you prove them wrong
Make you bury them for real playa
I tell my most prized vendors to always concentrate on the money not the honey
Let the pussy be the judge and executioner
Ya'll pay attention I am trying to wet you with this game
The game is not for free I just tell you what I want you to know
If you ever try and use it against me I don't know shit pussy
I am a pretty fly successful nigga with money
And who the fuck are you again? ..don't play with me boyl I am about that life
I will have one of you contracted out for the kill? ..you hear me
Just mind yo business it dosen't coast you a dime to stay out of mines
Now for any of you newbies that need more time to soak in this game
You can find me any where 24/7 7days a week
I am the square looking dude with the square looking glasses
With a suit and tie on walking into any office building
Headed to the nearest exit to leave out of into jump into my many fine European automobiles
On my way to work
Got to get that real money ....baby.
- Author: O.G. Tone (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 29th, 2022 21:52
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem or short story is about street verification in how a young man can get into a situation that can change his life
- Category: Short story
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