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You’ve met me,
but you just don’t know it yet
The dream house that you want,
I once polar bear hibernated there ...
two winter moons ago

The summer fruit of relaxation
that you’re tasting now,
I planted it 
two prior vineyard cycles

I’ve always been double moves ahead,
my checkered past
	taught me keen ways
		to escape poverty dread

The slum lord pitchfork
tossing that Ebenezer heavy eviction bale,
tried to do the Scrooge pinch
But me knew da Judas outcome of da sell

You’re a patsy-come-lately,
a puppet bought for sure foreswore
Tho’ a couple chiggers too twenty-something slow,
worms like you
got oasis left in the wilderness dust forty years ago

What you wanna see,
I already seen
I’m always two pillow turns ahead
in your dream

What you wanna do,
I’ve already done
Me always be two rabbit hops ahead
of your turtle run

Here’s the six-digit green lumber 
you need to cellblock 8 learn
The lockup combination number
to make those tumblers turn

My moves are two steps ahead 

Me be a r-Evolving, double smoking barrel — 
twice-pulled trigger click hot lead
You’re a patient zero, broken wing sparrow: 
double goose egg, game over dead

I’m always two giant steps ahead

Where I’m ultra solar at
is where you really orbital wanna be
Meesa is a quantum grasshopper high five,
and you’re a gravity locust low three

I live in your twin borrowed tomorrow,
two steps above your ire paygrade
Truth trimming lie bacon is how I get paid

Two floors down at prime usury sorrow,
open pawn shop roasting in shade ...
You’re a pet loan shark getting chum made

I’m always thinking two steps ahead,
delivering ancient sayings that was future said
Meesa gon make your puffy jaws red,
two steps backwards is where your hubris bled

Where me be perched,
is where you’re trying to DNA air flow
I’m four wind birthed,
you’re a deuce snake eye on a belly roll

Me two steps ahead,
just so you know
You’re frozen in place,
minus-two below

I’m living at the kiss end of the Snow White story,
and you ain’t even got a singularity event Black Hole clue
Me 9 generation Lives looking thru a supernova rearview,
your Seven Dwarves tardy situation is inert glory

Two slave wage fettered steps ahead,
is how it’s always gonna be
Eating my Thanksgiving meal on your Labor Day,
is so Easter morning worthy
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