That’s why I…

Paused in dramatic fashion
.

Flawlessly flexing
My side profile
While the other side
.

Profile

.

Remains a mystery…

.

You only get half of me

.

A constructed piece
Split from the entire frame of me

.

When I speak

.

Whether it’s:

Profanity
.
Moral vanity
.
It’s all candidly
Expressed by
The profile that you see

.

See…

I have endured

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Life’s innocence
Being snatched for
A long walk down
Evils corridor

.

Aborted son
Secretly taken from me
When I was a work
Aborting thoughts of what’s best for me..

She did so selfishly, while I…selflessly

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…Pushed forward with what’s best for us…

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Chalked up to… lust
Rants of
There is no us
… I let go…
Figuring
With women there is no trust

Simply put…

STYLES DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK!

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Traceable artifacts
Followed a process
Of an
Analytical nature
Questioning motives
Applying more pressure
Rendering false results
Wrapped as mangled insults

Bearing the features
That spurned loves advances
Turning things seemingly true
Into extensive interviews… With deceitful views

.

See

I’ve endured
Being cast out of a circle

Because

Melanin
Is the WHITE tan for pretend

So I would pretend
To interfere with WHITE affairs
Figuring Wall St.
Was legally theirs
Lassoing laments of legal affairs

I strolled the corporate road… trying to earn my fair share

To no avail…

The hands of this black male
Bore
Manicured nails
Feet moved in Italian made shoes
Foreign suits
All to Prove

I was an earner like you…

FUCKERS… I paid my dues..

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Translation of rippled thoughts
Float across
My mind
while mincing bits of bullshit
Sound bites of
Fuck Chris

As if… Chris fell back…
And
Actually gave a shit

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My little Prince
Breathes portions of me
.
J.Dot.Styles
.
The perfect innocent image of Styles C

A

Product of
dysfunctional love
Left turns
&
Lessons not willing to be learned…

…The first Time around

Feeling as if I walked blindfolded
Through this shit
Little rifts
Flailing through
The regular woman antics

I

Proceeded down the road of
Blurred Love
Thinking I’m creating NEW family tendencies
Breaking and overcoming
Past social and family tragedies

All the while spinning a web
Around my own life’s agony

See…

J. didn’t go home with me
Jading me
Causing the best day of my life
To become marred in
Utter confusion… I still think I’m dreaming

There are two sides to the story
I’ll leave you to form your own conclusions…

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So if my relationships
Lack certain truths
I have certain facts to attribute them to
Since minding my business .. is YOUR thing to do


….

I’ve been labeled a Lame
By Dudes that think
We do it the same

Nah... I do this for me
You do it for fame…

Then I thought about it…
I don’t address dudes cuffing their broads
fearing that Styles might be
Fucking their broads

I have broads hating the fact that
The fact of the matter is
There is no taming Chris

After all of this,

I’m still sarcastic
&
About my wits
I… still talk shit… A Classic Brooklyn Kid
I… still love the Kids

I’m not looking for friends

because


I have dyslexic friends
Switch sides
To play pretend
Say backwards shit
And
Then pretend
Like… I don’t know whose alias this is… CTFU!!!

There’s that A.D.D again

That’s my best friend…

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