An Open Letter To Jay-Z

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

I remember buying all of your albums since Vol.2,

Saw you in a Crowley hoody then I was through.

Was Decoded fabricated bullshit and pure lies?

Nothing inside alluded to Satan and Masonic ties. 

Throwing that diamond up wasn't about the Roc,

How many dicks were sucked off to stay on top?

50 Cent right, you want to look like a gay painter,

Sex with big Will explains Solange in the elevator.

Jaz-O exposed you and was forced to apologise,

Is Beyonce even your wife if you lust over guys?

A deadbeat dad who had failed Rymir Satterthwaite?

Called out your own father on record so your a hypocrite already.

Cathy White, Aaliyah and Pimp C, how many more were killed off?

Lawyer said it was only business with Diddy but yeah, we're not soft.

Marina Abramović popped up in your Blueprint 3 music video, 

On To The Next One showed the Baphomet, oh you didn't know?

Allegations are unstuck for now, what happened to your nephew?

In the red room on Kingdom Come, a cursed car, what did you do?

Life starts where the church ends, oh right, aren't those your lyrics?

That mumbling in the corner is just channelling demonic spirits.

  • Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 5th, 2025 03:50
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  • orchidee

    Oh, I don't know the guy much. Should I get to know him more? Or is he shifty and dodgy? lol.

    • Shaunmatthewcpoetry

      Dodgy haha.

      • orchidee

        You know Kris Kringle? - another name for Santa Claus, I read? Can't say I know Mr Kringle myself. Probably relates to Christingle services in churches, but I don't know Mr Tingle either. lol.

      • sorenbarrett

        A call out poem and very well worded and laid out. A good read

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        I wish these creeps would just leave poor Baphomet alone. It's bad enough his existence was created to burn opponents of the Pope to the stake, but now he's got to be hangng in creep cribs too? He just wants to friggin' retire and find his creator, like the creature in Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, or a Modern Prometheus🤣. All jokes aside, the whole Diddy thing is so messed up, baby oil and all, that yikes...I wouldn't want to be anyone within a 50 million miles of his orbit, let alone how close Jay-Z was. Anyway, well written, my friend. I am not sure who did or didn't do what, but let justice roll on anyone doing evil.



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