Poetry

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I just in it for the buzz, cuz

Don’t crease my style with yer fuss

Makin me yawn

With ya life all torn

I’m only your frien for the medals it drops me

I’m too busy with stuff so ya better jus Tweet me

Bro look, post me on Facebook

Or better still try book

Cos I’m a man on the spiritual go-get

VIP pass to the Jesus jet-set

Can’t be doin with ya whinin

When I’m duckin and a divin

For social climbin ya just bad timin

Bro ya mess don’t interest me

Unless it’s blingin up my CV

I’m not a frien to depend on

I’m more ya social time bomb

Made for the big scene

Watch me preen

As my words flow smoove

An I move to the next one

Workin the room as the peeps jus swoon

To my religious BOOM

I’m too connected for ya no show

To jack you when ya cruising low

Crawling in ya slow lane

Losin ya wing nuts n goin insane

I don’t feel pain

I couldn’t really care if you make it or not

So off to party where my prospects are hot

I’ve no aversion to burnin an extra mile

Jus so long as it’s polishin my profile

Watch this dazzlin freestyle

Cruisin through the downtown

Wearin my big crown

New religious aristocracy

Wearin threads by ‘Hypocrisy’

I’m cruising

Your losin

No messin

This is a Drive by Blessin


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