4:22 AM

I can careless about the whispers

Spewed from the bitter Mister

Who missed his turn

The hardest lesson for him to learn

Is to watch who you burn

But now you’re piled in an urn

Creamy from the churn

Nothing more than you deserve

For the audacity & the nerve

From you & your flock of birds

Homeless-ly settled on the curve

Oh, I heard about you but I didn’t believe

You are the one; an undercover thief

Caused so much emotional grief

That’s why the heaviness I release

& Ima keep this shit brief

Thank you for putting me out

Because I didn’t have the courage to leave.

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