Keeping It Real
KEEPING IT REAL
Money, money, money coming when it comes.
No need for me to desire what I want.
Grey is my life of enjoyment,
I am going out to party.
Materialistic is my entourage.
Defining my life of choices.
The poverty they define is
Of the mind.
I ain’t did nothing to your funky ass.
I have said nothing about your sweaty *ick.
I would not call it a piece of *hit.
I don’t talk ********.
I am going out to party.
You gray my life of enjoyment.
An entourage define my life choices.
Of the mind sits poverty.
Money, money, money is coming.
From all the places that owe me.
Enjoying life to the fullest.
Materialistic, no bullshitting.
I am about keeping it real.
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Written January 12, 2016!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2016
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