A/N: my homie drew this picture. He asked me to write a poem for it. Here is my response.
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Baby boy
Wipe them eyes
Erase them lies
Off ya petty lil note cards
Of false apologies
I saw you
Watch ya homie bleed
From a distance
You hid behind trees
Used leaves
To blend in with nature
Didn't want to be seen as the
Nigga who stood by the side lines
Because at heart you still swear you a ride or die
Ride or die?
Boy let that ish fly!
You ride and get lost
When trouble is near
You tremble to ya toes
When foes speak threats in ya ear
And I was in hearing distance
When i heard you say his name
You even spelt his name
So don't cry in the corner of ya bed room
Because lil jerome got dealt wit
Don't try to become the wall at his going away celebration
And I don't wanna scroll on the gram
To see you making dedication
Raps
Songs
Pic collages
That only adds more to your acting
Nigga stop acting
The curtain closed two months ago
Lil Jerome don't even mourn no more
He just looks at you
With his blackened eye
Tear stained cheeks
Still hoping
That the sun shines down bright on you
Even when you sobb and rock in the corner
Jerome still ridin with you
Because he was a real ride or die
Stop tossing and turning
Lil Jerome know now
He know you not a real nigga
A ride or die
Because he's watched you cry
Every time
The clock strikes midnight
Watch you clutch ya heart
As it explodes from steaming guilt
And he watched you pull that trigger
Press the glock to ya temple
And empty them clips
Your guilt was lethal.
