Jamaica

He said I want to take a trip for my bday

Mayday, may day

You got to pay to play

Didn't I say

Why don't you just stay

Selfish he must

Because of the flesh he lust

No money his trip a bust

We got to eat

While he's playing which wifey to meet

His ego we got to defeat

He tried his Jedi mind tricks

But I'm to elite, to be beat

He thought he had me

So I had to make him see

He'll starve fucking with me

I write this as a decree

I'm charging a fee

I know he's not filled with glee

His heart gone bleed when I leave

However abruptly it seems

I'm lurking in his dreams

He's going through extremes

To be seen

Ya'll know what I mean

I'm so fresh so clean

To this Libra he's like a dopefiend

My wit he can't touch

My strength he uses as a crutch

My lyrics are within his clutch

Duck n dodge I must

He want me to trust

But see I didn't last

Just like his past

He trying to rebroadcast

But I already read the forecast

This to shall pass

Just like my feelings

He's looking for meaning

I know my rhymes can be demeaning

This situation is so fucked up

It needs to be streaming

His mind and heart screaming

I'm laying in his bed scheming

Getting tired of the back n forth

He's still trying to figure my worth

My attitudes the worst

His ignorance gives me a lyrical burst

I hope he enjoys his trip

While he trying to flip the script

But I'm not loosening my lyrical grip

With my pen his heart rip

Somebody tuck his bottom lip