I Be Slamming

Tired Retired So, I won’t be Re tired… I don’t give up I just don’t respond… Queens never compete with pawns. So, take those slivers you call lips. That look like uncooked liver. As you talk your lips quiver. Always an echo in my chamber. I just said that, but you repeat it, like what I said, was said to a dummy with a wooden head. I am already an Allstar I slam dunk from afar … I slam dunk on these punks never serve the ball drunk when i come on the Court the game will abort. ! Cause I scatter these critters that are pitifully bitter, they parrot and compete they Aim without reach, instead of learning what I teach; They sweat my technique, my style can’t be breached . Stop trying to undermine, what’s mine is mine- You think I am a has been and that may be true .. I may need to retire because I am tired. But ive never been a ‘’wannabee’ ‘ or a ‘’never was’’ that never was… I’ll give my seat to someone with love. But they must be worthy and not someone dirty wit .. itty bitty brains with lips that look worn . Yes, this is a scorn. Come correct and stop trying to dis me with my own lines. there are better ways to get attention,and on someone’s mind ! Attention whores get little attention yet ,create dissention; Come correct an don’t talk to me out the side of your neck. . Anyway, I see you., And still I give you nuff respect . Stop competing with someone who has already paved the road.. carried the load and will explode if you don’t stop trying to lip sync my name, you got on my uniform but your not in my game…