Jessica looks like a girl from Cali
In the eighties, she wouldve been a Sally
she wears shoes with white and glitter
she’s the #1 choice for babysitter
Her skin pristine screams of botox
Except for being a modern Goldilocks
She’s a beauty both pretty and cute
She’d be the heroine in a king kong reboot
Jessica
Was a mistake
To think I was in ingrate
To be sure we would not relate
It would nothing if not great
Was a mistake
To be so friggin unsure
To think it wasn’t so pure
Like a 100 year old liqoure
Rethink your thought
I’m putting you on notice
I am the best kind of lotus
I would treat you like a FLOTUS
When you showed me the way that you were going
And it didn’t jive with what we both were knowin
I stood and looked through the sun
Baked and floored by what you had done
Was a mistake
You let the feelings cross the river
Without so much a dither
And you made that emotion wither
Was a mistake
I’m not less of a villian
I’m hopeless and I still am
But I treat pleas like spam
When you posed on the track you were leading
I knew that I had to change my breathing
From the warmth to the cold of the evening
And that there would be no words of meaning
Make no mistake
I haven’t given up the fight
I still have more might
And I’m not caling it a night
Make no mistake
There may be one in the game
But I won’d back down until there is no one to blame
I take your hand, take your hand
I slappy it playfully when I said
You were made to make me kind of mad
When you choose to pull away your hand
I can’t think or make a stand
All want to do is hold your hand
But you hold it out, and then pull it back
When I ask for you to cut me some slack
I don’t ask more than any other man
Please give me what I want…and hold out your hand
I’m a likin’ to the nails that your correcting
You have the strength in the grip that your making
There is a age that shows your texture and your grace
I see it in your hands, and in your face
You bring me joy when I see you express
The things and thoughts that bring you happiness
I hope that every card that makes you chose to fold
All of your fears that continue to be untold
Hold my hand and let your cares be gone
Hold my hand and let your hesitancy be done
I’ve been waiting for the moment that you let
Your inhibitions at the door with no regret
Why do I have to adjust to other people’s clocks
If my engine drives when the key unlocks
Time has shown there needs to be decency
In my internal circus and continued latency
In due time there will be commitment
But waiting continues a growing resentment
So move on with your freedom and do what you want
That is the tact and in 108 font
Bold, direct and in my face
It’s time to move and to find a new place
Go into my lane and speed or slow when I choose
Without being concerned of minds that I may lose
Given a choice it seems to be better
Moving my posts to be my trend setter
Just want to get to know you
To see what makes you sweet
Maybe there was some sour
That turned your soul sugary
When you ask what you want
From what could be you and I
I just want to get to know you
to see if we’re eye to eye
I’m not in a rush, panic, or in a hurry
Or to get your algo from only one query
Maybe I’m not pressing cause I’m in an open phase
I’m not the one to add to your list of crays crays
Rosie said that you were planning on keeping things down low
Rosie said you had enough of one night gigolos
Marsha said you made a choice to keep substantial distance
From being lured into a partnership of substance
Which is fine for what I imagine could be friendship that is true
I’m in the slow lane and just want to get to know you
I know that your influence could be important down the stretch
Time to get to know you and keep my dreams nice and fresh
The Nets last night had a Pacific Coast sesh
Against a team of short health trying to mesh
Kyrie showed that he still has the handles
While burning sage and, what’s next, candles?
His teammate plays fire with burner accounts
But KD can play when everything counts
Not like James Harden who has a pout session
Against a rook by throwing balls his direction
But back to the Brooklyns who have depth to spare
Who everyone picks for the Finals to be there
So Vegas would like you to unload your kitty
On a Kyrie, a Kevin and Spencer Dinwiddie
Never mind; the Heat who were triumphant last year
To get to the Finals in a Orlando bubble lair
Or Philadelphia with a healthy Embid
Or a Miulwaukee whose leader got more green
And Nets have many first years, including their coach
And Nash has to be careful on on his level of approach
With these mercurial stars in his stable
The Brooklyn Nets: for real or a fable?
The Nets last night had a Pacific Coast sesh
Against a team of short health trying to mesh
Kyrie showed that he still has the handles
While burning sage and, what’s next, candles?
His teammate plays fire with burner accounts
But KD can play when everything counts
Not like James Harden who has a pout session
Against a rook by throwing balls his direction
But back to the Brooklyns who have depth to spare
Who everyone picks for the Finals to be there
So Vegas would like you to unload your kitty
On a Kyrie, a Kevin and Spencer Dinwiddie
Never mind; the Heat who were triumphant last year
To get to the Finals in a Orlando bubble lair
Or Philadelphia with a healthy Embid
Or a Miulwaukee whose leader got more green
And Nets have many first years, including their coach
And Nash has to be careful on on his level of approach
With these mercurial stars in his stable
The Brooklyn Nets: for real or a fable?
The Brooklyn Nets: for real or a fable?
The Heat of Miami says it’s time to move on
From James Harden as good as gone
But the base they continue to fawn
For the days of Big Three and spawn
Championships and Finals repeats
Read about Harden and learn all the deats
He shrinks when things get deeper and harder
Like a costar who acts with Ali Larter
It wasn’t enough to have a Westbrook
He was grooving before the COVID took
Then his coach and GM would skip
Then he ventured to a club where they strip
Then the rumors started that he needed to bale
And pictures came out and he wasn’t eating kale
And the teams he proclaimed would be happy
Except like the Knicks who expect to be crappy
Of course the Heat would be on the list
With the culture, the coach, and the players to assist
But the Rockets they would like a boatload package
And thoughts of gold would be turned into cabbage
Let’s run with the crew that got to the Finals
Who had the horses with the saddles and bridals
It’s no shame to run it all back
Without a player who reminds me of Stack
Loads of talent maybe top 50 one day
But needs to have help like a Nowitski
If it happens and we happen to land him
James Harden, here’s your weight plan and 24 hour work gym
I’m not gonna’ be your Prince Charming
I ain’t going to lie
There’s a frog in me and I’m not sure it’s ever going to die
I’m not gonna be no Superman
I ain’t going to fly
Crypto is my swan song and that is how I ride
Don’t pretend to dream about what you think there could be
Spend some time rethinking things that will make your spirit free
Never let me see that you are wanting what I’m not
I’m not a chameleon and I’m too old to start
The world has your oyster and you need to start to grow
It’s much too early to take your tent and think it’s time to fold
Bring your chosen rock and preach your favorite hymn
It;s time for you to drown so you can learn to swim
I’m not a Caped Crusader
You make me out to be
There is no bat phone that will summon you to ring me
I’m not a Super Surfer
Gliding to your side
This cycle has no side car but only has one ride
Heroes are to fiction what a heroine is to a prince
You can use up all your bait and still never catch a fish
Use that boat and set sail to a place that makes more sense
Plan for your real future without some happenstance
I’m not a Wonder Woman
There’s no magic in my wrists
Set your sights on your goals and don’t expect no twists
I’m not a Aqua Man
Or a Hulk or Flash
Get that serum in your blood before you burn and crash
It’s time to talk without hand gestures
On the ideas that grind, naw and features
Maybe after the holidays are through
Or before if you want a fast truth
No use in getting bothered
When the kids need to be mothered
And avoid any more complication
So let’s start the year with a new proclamation
Find the time to bring me your spirit
Give me a minute to hear me get with it
I have some things that I need to sort out
I’ve had some issues and many a doubt
About what is talent and what may be dust
Proving myself is the thing I most lust
Not some piece or a heart or a pendant
When I am finished you will feel resplendent
Not that you need my blessing or gloats
You have some special things and I’ve taken good notes
Just want to give your gifts a good shine
And that I shall do in all of good time
Thrifty with your friendship and with your social mentions
Calculated to create some new dissensions
It’s always been clear that your light bulb was bright
Blinding the density of the people lacking sight
Luring them closer to a place they’re not seeking
Leading to emotions that are not very pleasing
Given up the game because it wasn’t for the taking
Saw the heads up and knew I’d take a licking
Walked away from the table with some chips
Some might say that the experience cause them the yips
But my game was to take the L and not the disgrace
Better to concede and to run another race
Although the thought of you certainly made it a challenge
Had a lot of ideas that chewed a lot of mileage.
But my engine is equipped and all the more stable
Able to think and be relatable
