I’ve once said, “what if I could be a better man?”
I just cannot be a kid forever like Peter Pan.
So magically, so undeniably, and so mysteriously,
Killed over my back, just to find myself spiritually.
Moved on with the kiddy stuff of when youngin,
Much like a bullied lil kid would kill himself hanging.
Sorry for that gruesome words of what I said,
It’s not like I started this whole thing off dead.
What if I could be a better man?
Just can’t find me without my fam.
I am glad for my family and thankfully I’m theirs,
Hopefully, know it’s dumb enough without my shares.
What if a kid like myself could be a better self-image?
Man, I played basketball while Y’all are doing scrimmage.
Oh, snap! I just dissed Y’all like that!
Just I’ll be the one suffering in deathtraps.
Let’s become more of ourselves when we show it,
Man, I am the one showing off myself young and fit.
Looky what we’ve got here,
Man, it’s not like bullies triple dog dare.
Move on without suffrage and neediness,
Go and embrace your inner beautifulness.
Man, I could call myself cool and fly,
Much like bullies would make kids die.
I’ve been there before witcha kids,
All bullies do like beating wit sticks.
Martial artists and killer instincts,
Man, I like to make dem bullies extinct.
What if I could be a better man?
Y’all wish ya could be Peter Pan?
Jump in the line, like dancing congas,
Seek true love without Nicki’s anacondas.
Man, I’d loved to make girls fond of me,
I’ve got a crush on a girl but keep professionally.
Man she’s my mentor and I say it loud and proud,
It’s not easy spotting true beauty in a crowd.
Lollipops are for kids, and I ain’t dissin’ children,
Rowdy Rebel said “You can find your daughter missing”
Man, it was the song called My Block Hot,
It’s like slurping down molly water and I’m not.
Just can’t spaz on yo ass like ya went missing,
Man, this poem is like me rapping and dissing.
Please don’t do molly water, you’ll get so high,
Man these rappers seem like they all wanna die.
Poetry