Ms. Been Here (Poem)

A Mrs. Got Here told a Mrs. Been Here she didn’t wanna be here no more Mrs. Got Here didn’t need to be here Cuz she got this on here own So Mrs. Been Here told a Mrs. Got Here She best check herself at the door You gon wreck yourself Before you even get yourself If you put yourself before God When you say you got this You already lost this You picked up miles before you even copped shit Talking all the same shit Peddlin the apeshit Lettin all bullshit Keep you in the deep shit Don’t fucken hear what I say Just keep your shit on replay Cuz I’m a still Been Here And you’ll keep coming back here

Tolerance for Bullsh*t (Poem)

In hindsight it is always with incredible foresight that my tolerance for bullshit leads me back to counting days I never put much thought into it Into why I tolerate people, places and things that hinge on character assassination All the while showing little tolerance toward those who can potentially elevate my character I see now that tolerance is how I view myself If I can’t tolerate someone it’s because I can’t tolerate something within myself And that’s where things get twisted…