MY COCKY FLOW: Poem

MY COCKY FLOW

MY COCKY FLOW

He pursued me like a dream

Said like me he never seen

Craving for me like a feen

Happy off me, he’s on lean

See I know he’s just a lame

Wanna get close for the fame

Trying hard to spit that game

Get the fuck up out my way

Because you see I’m not that chick

I’m a certified real bitch

I’ll shit on you and your click

Take your shine, I’ll catch a lick

Yeah I know I’m talking shit

Acting like I’m big and rich

But your shit, I’m sick of it

Had me like a kid with fits

Wanted me and then you switched

Got real comfortable and dipped

It’s all good though now I’m hipped

Like a spatula , I’ve flipped

I’m no longer on your dick

I’m no longer suffering sick

Tried it twice but you ain’t slick

I’m far gone my dude, I’m lit

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