Urban Ethics and Knowledge: A Series (III)

When you take away his kitty over something so kiddy 

The money You Be Getting From What Be Giving 

Gon Start Slipping Because His dick Don’t Feel The gripping on his tip and the slip slop from the good top Done Stopped  

*And when there is no life inside of something that’s living but not really, it makes some livid and then some come out their positions, and pivot, and find a way to hop straight ribbit, To The livids And Find a way to rip it. 

Couldn’t support him spitting fire because y’all wanted to be spitfires. 

When the car comes to a stop Because Someone slashed your tires, you ain’t trying to fix Because your straight tired 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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