I may not be perfect but at least I'm Me.
Some call me crazy but I still have some sanity.
I don't watch my weight, I love to eat, and I'm thick...
I could never be petite, hell I don't wanna look sick.
I smoke my trees, I'll admit it kuz it relaxes my nerves, some don't agree
but to me it's a natural herb *shrug*...
I don't wear my seatbelt even though I should
the only time it crosses my mind is when I'm ridin through tha hood.
Certain officers know my name but it's not kuz of my past...
They know my family's rep kuz they always gettin money fast.
It's a family trait, and yea, I did my share but people change everyday.
Holding it against me just ain't fair
Goddess Bee
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amin901 says: very nice |
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Goddess Bee says: Thanks |
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Jay Beach says: Love the poem and trust me, we appreciate you being perfectly imperfect. |
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Vader says: well done. Well penned |
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