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The Good Cousin

Mom would always tell me don’t be hasted all ways Listen remember always to put the third on the end Of your last name think to my self I have political Correct name and if I don’t say so sound proof But in to the day I seen man die I learn tie my shoe Going to funeral after funeral They just call me the good cousin Lesson I learn just from cook out family is Family why not capital that and just listen I may of struggle but one thing first I always Ate Why give up your tray at lunch Got phone call from Mexican and Italy They said just listen tell by the way they talk Must been family think to my self Ain’t three trey in Italian Always remember mom said son Your name tell your hold story “JASON” and I guess then Biracial kids was rare from the city I’m from But now is it a good time to be called by my Louis Anotino Borgo III The Good Cousin.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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