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brown roun' son
it irks me, fuck it
i'm not gon' lie
been in ight spot(s)
prior, serving none
God on mind and on side
who u?, been betrayed
left light in heart
for fear of how worser
life could really be
your disgusting exit
from beating my phone lines up
unwelcomed advances
true lies
mills of rumor, and inappropriate visual(s) and introductions
never ever solicited, mind u

left first impression, aside
declared in my movement, brotherhood-in-trial
and sojourned
better left unsaid
was much
of what I hollerred from the fuckin' rooftops bro
"Nope! Nope! That sh*t was foul, and fuck them, and fuck whoever don't like it"...I'm paraphrasing of course

but years out
shitty moves have been ironed and sprayed
with maaaad smell good
and fresh linens
and new fool(s)
and not for believing
but for not truly being made
priivy
to real shit
shitty actions and whispers
that tore down entire productions
in a week
broke spirits in a day
and torn garments in minutes

a shitty individual
is one covered in shit, and yet looking back at your twisted mouth and tight eyes with utter indifference and unsettling fortitude..

fuck outta here, i'll stand by myself, till I get some good help..

*Formerly known as OKP "Nathaniel"