My days without you
Aren't days at all
the sky may brighten
But the moon doesn't fall
The sun may come up
But I stay down
Because for six straight days
You haven't come around
My life is much clearer
Since you came into my line sight
See your third eyesight
Is much better than mine's right
Your wisdom tugs at my heart strings
Pullin' the lines real tight
You must be an acrobat
Cause you got me wanting to take flight
And soar
Your absence leaves me yearning for more
My love overflows
It won't allow me to slow pour
My emotions running marathons at quick paces
I wanna be in your spaces
I wanna be able to taste your thoughts
And caress your inner being
Put saline solution on your third eye
When it gets irritated, red and dry
Because you need to be seeing
I stay closed from head to toe
Only your presence will reopen me
My nights without you
Seem lifetimes long
The minutes last for eras
the seconds last for eons
The stars must only illuminate
Behind my back
Because I turn around
And the sky fades to black
And stays black
My ears have no use
If your eyes can't talk to me
I'd mail you my skin
Just so you can feel me
Because if I have to go another day
Without a piece of you in my presence
I might as well be in prison
Serving consecutive life sentences
3/7/08
3/6/08
Sappy Love Poem
This isn't one of those sappy love poems
One of those "Your kisses are sweeter than candy" type poems
I mean . . . they are
Like the Purple Fun Dip powder that you eat with the white stick
And you try your damnedest to get the last little bit out of the corner of the bag
Then you eat that stick even though you'll probably get diabetes because it's basically sugar
But this ain't one of those poems
Because I don't write those "I love you this much" poems
I mean, I do
Love you enough to rub lotion on your crusty ass feet
And then take the pumice stone and scrape away the 236 layers of dead skin on your heel
Even clip the thick, yellow, eagle talon toenails - not because the lacerations on my calves need time to heal - but because I love you that much
But this ain't one of those poems
I'd say this is more of a secret ode type poem
A Budweiser poem - This one's for you
Because I don't usually pen my emotions
I don't need to for you to comprehend my love
I show you
with smiles and giggles
Cooked food and teenage wiggles
If I could
I'd write your name on the stratosphere
With the exhaust smoke of 1,000 Leers
Then fly you to the moon so you could see that
YOU ARE MY WORLD
But until God blesses me enough to do so
I'll scribe your name on my heart with Sharpie and Magic Marker
Because surely
It's magic what you've done to me
And this may sound like a sappy love poem
But dammit
Your love makes me wanna put Aunt Jemima and Mrs. Buttersworth out of business
Because everyone in the world should be able to taste
What being in love with you is like
One of those "Your kisses are sweeter than candy" type poems
I mean . . . they are
Like the Purple Fun Dip powder that you eat with the white stick
And you try your damnedest to get the last little bit out of the corner of the bag
Then you eat that stick even though you'll probably get diabetes because it's basically sugar
But this ain't one of those poems
Because I don't write those "I love you this much" poems
I mean, I do
Love you enough to rub lotion on your crusty ass feet
And then take the pumice stone and scrape away the 236 layers of dead skin on your heel
Even clip the thick, yellow, eagle talon toenails - not because the lacerations on my calves need time to heal - but because I love you that much
But this ain't one of those poems
I'd say this is more of a secret ode type poem
A Budweiser poem - This one's for you
Because I don't usually pen my emotions
I don't need to for you to comprehend my love
I show you
with smiles and giggles
Cooked food and teenage wiggles
If I could
I'd write your name on the stratosphere
With the exhaust smoke of 1,000 Leers
Then fly you to the moon so you could see that
YOU ARE MY WORLD
But until God blesses me enough to do so
I'll scribe your name on my heart with Sharpie and Magic Marker
Because surely
It's magic what you've done to me
And this may sound like a sappy love poem
But dammit
Your love makes me wanna put Aunt Jemima and Mrs. Buttersworth out of business
Because everyone in the world should be able to taste
What being in love with you is like
3/5/08
What does the P stand for?
Someone asked me the other day
What does the P stand for?
I have the standard answer I coulda thrown their way
"My father named me Princess so he could always say I was
So I guess that's what the P in P-Dub stands for"
But I wanted to give her more
So I thought in my head
A few months ago on my death bed
The doctor told me I needed a transfusion
They took all the tests and out came confusion
Because no one in my family matched
Dad type O, Mom AB
But me, it seemed what I needed was type P
A fully saturated, fresh batch of liquid poetry
That was one option I could relay
Or I could say
I wanna be everyone's hero
Giving $200 before you pass go
And after, for years I've done this
So the P in P-Dub stands for protagonist
I first learned about them in high school English class
Beowulf, Frodo and Tom Sawyer's young ass
All have a lot in common with me
It came naturally to precede Dub with a P
But see
All that makes me sound elevated
Like I'm King Shit forever being hated
I haven't reached the top of the game, I'm still far away
So that P is potential because I grow every day
What does the P stand for?
I have the standard answer I coulda thrown their way
"My father named me Princess so he could always say I was
So I guess that's what the P in P-Dub stands for"
But I wanted to give her more
So I thought in my head
A few months ago on my death bed
The doctor told me I needed a transfusion
They took all the tests and out came confusion
Because no one in my family matched
Dad type O, Mom AB
But me, it seemed what I needed was type P
A fully saturated, fresh batch of liquid poetry
That was one option I could relay
Or I could say
I wanna be everyone's hero
Giving $200 before you pass go
And after, for years I've done this
So the P in P-Dub stands for protagonist
I first learned about them in high school English class
Beowulf, Frodo and Tom Sawyer's young ass
All have a lot in common with me
It came naturally to precede Dub with a P
But see
All that makes me sound elevated
Like I'm King Shit forever being hated
I haven't reached the top of the game, I'm still far away
So that P is potential because I grow every day
2/25/08
Lonely Road
I don't walk
So I find other ways to travel this lonely road
It's lonely because
You can't fit an SUV down a dirt path
There are no HOV lanes, just single occupancy one-way
And I tend not to carry things
I listened to Badu when she told me to
Pack Light
So 23% of the time I bike
46% of the time I push my Nike's
And once my deck comes in the mail
I'll be Kick Pushin' like Lupe Fiasco
Alone
It gets a little hard to ride by myself
But I sing along to the music and revel in the fact that I can exit whenever I please
Wherever I please and even drive recklessly
Because that's the benefit of being me
Not entirely comfortable with playing Lynn to your Toni, Joan and Maya
But Girlfriend
Life is Good
Even during the lonely times
When it gets dark and the trees look like monsters
Every noise sounds like the Boogeyman and my headlights don't brighten winding road in front
I know that if need be
I can close my eyes, go as fast as I can and outrun whatever scares me
Most people can't do that
Especially not with passengers
So I travel this lonely road like its my destiny
Refusing to ask for directions and being proud of my decision to go right
When everyone else
Went left
So I find other ways to travel this lonely road
It's lonely because
You can't fit an SUV down a dirt path
There are no HOV lanes, just single occupancy one-way
And I tend not to carry things
I listened to Badu when she told me to
Pack Light
So 23% of the time I bike
46% of the time I push my Nike's
And once my deck comes in the mail
I'll be Kick Pushin' like Lupe Fiasco
Alone
It gets a little hard to ride by myself
But I sing along to the music and revel in the fact that I can exit whenever I please
Wherever I please and even drive recklessly
Because that's the benefit of being me
Not entirely comfortable with playing Lynn to your Toni, Joan and Maya
But Girlfriend
Life is Good
Even during the lonely times
When it gets dark and the trees look like monsters
Every noise sounds like the Boogeyman and my headlights don't brighten winding road in front
I know that if need be
I can close my eyes, go as fast as I can and outrun whatever scares me
Most people can't do that
Especially not with passengers
So I travel this lonely road like its my destiny
Refusing to ask for directions and being proud of my decision to go right
When everyone else
Went left
Win for losing
I can't win for losing with you
I love you and you love me, too, but you can't
Be with me
You're not into Tom Cruise so you don't like Risky Business
But I coulda swore that last chick was Top Gunnin'
Continuously singing Tank's Please Don't Go
And you surprised that the second time around
The remix, if you will
It was genuine, now she singing Ginuwine's verse
But I've always been real
For you I wore my heart on my sleeve but you ain't care
You told me I could gone head brush my shoulders off
Wipe me down
Do what you do but watch my shoes
"Oh it's like that?"
"Yeah, it's like that. . ."
You are my personal 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle
I have the pieces and I take the time to put a section of you together
But chasing the dream of a picture perfect connection never fails to wear me out
I can't win for losing with you
I promised to never write a poem about a person but I couldn't say no
To your tone
Typed in lowercased letters with z's instead of s's and smiley faces to let me know you j/p
Just playing
And now I can't even look at the shit
Blessed with the dopest metaphor ever in the history of metaphors but cursed with the Scarlet letter of your initials
I wanna be over it
Over you and these Milton-Bradley games you play with my LIFE
I tried too many times to pick up your heart and claim it as my own and been unsuccessful
This Operation looked so simple but I keep getting buzzed and touching the sides
Besides
It's about time I take it as a loss
And for you to take me as a loss
Because all this winning and losing
Yea, I'm through
I love you and you love me, too, but you can't
Be with me
You're not into Tom Cruise so you don't like Risky Business
But I coulda swore that last chick was Top Gunnin'
Continuously singing Tank's Please Don't Go
And you surprised that the second time around
The remix, if you will
It was genuine, now she singing Ginuwine's verse
But I've always been real
For you I wore my heart on my sleeve but you ain't care
You told me I could gone head brush my shoulders off
Wipe me down
Do what you do but watch my shoes
"Oh it's like that?"
"Yeah, it's like that. . ."
You are my personal 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle
I have the pieces and I take the time to put a section of you together
But chasing the dream of a picture perfect connection never fails to wear me out
I can't win for losing with you
I promised to never write a poem about a person but I couldn't say no
To your tone
Typed in lowercased letters with z's instead of s's and smiley faces to let me know you j/p
Just playing
And now I can't even look at the shit
Blessed with the dopest metaphor ever in the history of metaphors but cursed with the Scarlet letter of your initials
I wanna be over it
Over you and these Milton-Bradley games you play with my LIFE
I tried too many times to pick up your heart and claim it as my own and been unsuccessful
This Operation looked so simple but I keep getting buzzed and touching the sides
Besides
It's about time I take it as a loss
And for you to take me as a loss
Because all this winning and losing
Yea, I'm through
2/17/08
DUB Sack
Welcome to the trap houze
I know just what you need
A nice fat DUB sack & I ain't talking bout weed
Little prepackaged pieces of me neatly wrapped & rolled in thin paper
My shit's potent
My lyrical imagery will have you thinking your 3rd eye is on acid
Seeing different colors and spots like you popped some shrooms
Yea ya girl's a beast
And this ain't even X-Men
Got a plethora of topics like Jeopardy
More lines than a pack of notebook paper
Poems have more references than a library
You couldn't get some of my similes & metaphors
If they fell out the sky in a wooden crate with a parachute attached
I could run GS
Me & my army of Ghetto Souldiers
Cause my flow can be nasty like heavy menstruation
So fuck showcasing
I'm livin' my LIFE like its GOLDEN
Cause let's face it
In a showcase showdown
I'd take home the boat, the dining room set, the TV, the car and the trip to Beijing
Have you youngstas looking up to me like my name was Yao Ming
The OGs givin' me respect & the hatas runnin' in fear
Cause that first hit can be scary
So I suggest you take small hits first
Start from the beginning
& by the time you get halfway through, you'll be so high
Your shit will taste like dirt weed
Cause I don't fuck with that Reggie
I been blowing that KUSH since the first President BUSH was in office
They call me P-Dub for a reason
I know just what you need
A nice fat DUB sack & I ain't talking bout weed
Little prepackaged pieces of me neatly wrapped & rolled in thin paper
My shit's potent
My lyrical imagery will have you thinking your 3rd eye is on acid
Seeing different colors and spots like you popped some shrooms
Yea ya girl's a beast
And this ain't even X-Men
Got a plethora of topics like Jeopardy
More lines than a pack of notebook paper
Poems have more references than a library
You couldn't get some of my similes & metaphors
If they fell out the sky in a wooden crate with a parachute attached
I could run GS
Me & my army of Ghetto Souldiers
Cause my flow can be nasty like heavy menstruation
So fuck showcasing
I'm livin' my LIFE like its GOLDEN
Cause let's face it
In a showcase showdown
I'd take home the boat, the dining room set, the TV, the car and the trip to Beijing
Have you youngstas looking up to me like my name was Yao Ming
The OGs givin' me respect & the hatas runnin' in fear
Cause that first hit can be scary
So I suggest you take small hits first
Start from the beginning
& by the time you get halfway through, you'll be so high
Your shit will taste like dirt weed
Cause I don't fuck with that Reggie
I been blowing that KUSH since the first President BUSH was in office
They call me P-Dub for a reason
Liquid Courage
She was tired of the fights
The arguments and embarrassing moments in front of company
Perfect gentlemen without it
Funny, charismatic and outgoing any other day
But they still felt they needed their
Liquid Courage
In 8, 12 and 24 oz cans
40 oz bottles and a variety of longnecks
Livin' in a perverted version of the Wizard of Oz
Where the three men closest to her all wanted courage
And Dorothy? She wished for a good home
With no man behind the curtain
They all turned to alcohol
Even the lightweight Scarecrow had Mike's Hard Lemonade
And it left the sweet, hometown girl jaded
Through with the fake facades and insecurities
Thinly veiled under beer breath and shot glasses
Fighting Bud and bud for a normal night out
Her courage was solid
Though her patience waned
She couldn't understand how people needed a drink to be real
Forced with a difficult decision, she cut 'em off
Like the jagged side of ripped out spiral paper
Because liquids don't ever last long
Evaporation . . . .Condensation
They eventually dissipates
As does their chemistry
The arguments and embarrassing moments in front of company
Perfect gentlemen without it
Funny, charismatic and outgoing any other day
But they still felt they needed their
Liquid Courage
In 8, 12 and 24 oz cans
40 oz bottles and a variety of longnecks
Livin' in a perverted version of the Wizard of Oz
Where the three men closest to her all wanted courage
And Dorothy? She wished for a good home
With no man behind the curtain
They all turned to alcohol
Even the lightweight Scarecrow had Mike's Hard Lemonade
And it left the sweet, hometown girl jaded
Through with the fake facades and insecurities
Thinly veiled under beer breath and shot glasses
Fighting Bud and bud for a normal night out
Her courage was solid
Though her patience waned
She couldn't understand how people needed a drink to be real
Forced with a difficult decision, she cut 'em off
Like the jagged side of ripped out spiral paper
Because liquids don't ever last long
Evaporation . . . .Condensation
They eventually dissipates
As does their chemistry
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