Del friends (Writing exercise)

I got hennessy
Got a lot of hennessy
Drink the last drop blasting shots in my memory
See it like a double helix, blurry with the symmetry
Crying over mr. whiskers at the pet cemetery, YES

I got misery
Not a lot of empathy
Got a lot of friends that still depend on white supremacy
Rapping like someday i assume they might mention me
In a conversation with some of the greats...oh, great

Micah james mixed with mapei “don’t wait"
Especially when it comes to my pay, like, don’t play
Rapping ain't shit so i’ll gladly accept money
Youngn said he had dimes I pray that he see 20

Chicago is in my blood even though i've never seen it
Like, the congo is in my blood u can tell by the penis
That's crass
Use laughs to balance out all of my illness
I gotta lot homies and shit but not real friends

Real friends, like joan from that show girlfriends
I’ll get the sprite and the cups, you put the syrup in
Black out and then wake up in the firmament
Re-emerged from the chrysalis as actual seraphim

Terrence tarantino at the terracinas
That nigga got stomped out over a pair of sneakers
Trying to be strictly monetary with this mic
So u can save the commentary nigga just click like YO

Half white like i’m finna fly a kite
Drinking whole milk while riding a bike like what’s good?
Readdressing niggas wearing dresses like what’s hood?
And these old black men are still stressing what’s good

I’m like ask me any lil questions that you wanna know
Do i really have time for all the drama? NO
Are you supposed to end a sentence with a comma? NO
Just grow up and watch which set you throw up

A nigga bout to blow up like an actual balloon
And then make a fool of myself like national lampoon
I can see it, hazel green contacts i see it
Maybeline cosmetic regine OK

Vanity is genuinely really my thing
I should hit the batting cages and just practice my swing
In other words
I should learn something more deeper than my features
But you can’t tell me shit when i hit the fifth of this seagrams bro

On a need to know basis at the oasis
I don’t really need no mo aces that would be tasteless
I just need equipment and soldiers so i can make shit
I just need the world to stop tripping offa this gay shit

Black people dying and niggas don’t wanna say shit
Cuz you afraid that you might lose your spot in the matrix
If a nigga disrespected your mama you wouldn’t take it
But your sister getting murdered is something that you're ok with?

Fuck it, let it ride my nigga
Cuz kendrick said that we gon be all right my nigga, please
Not a dis cuz i agree with the sentiment
But we'll never be free nor innocent y'know??

Get bent repent and do what u gotta do
Im not happy about it but i ain't mad at u
Pikachu niggas popping up on some peekaboo
Trying to dig deeper with that knife u might need a spoon

To really get up into the earth
Red clay
Learning that your death day was your birth
And it’s cool if you getting your nest egg from some work
But what if that just doesn’t work?
Get on your best leg

Aka the good foot take a page from the good book
And burn that mothafucka
Maybe i’m a rival of the bible
It isn’t blasphemy to criticize the disciples
But niggas act iffy when it comes to living life tho

Decolonization or conversation?
But later for all of that freedom talk college is waiting
An inclined walk could just mean you fall on your face and
Then plummet back to the earth and end up in the basement, MY G

By the way y’all still hating black women
That's even if you giving 'em jobs and college tuition
And then you see gay black men and think 'same difference'
There’s probably 5 rappers in the world that ain’t bitches

Mothafucka and I ain't one of em
High yellow nigga like i'm sonning 'em, girl
At the tilt chilling listening to sananda maitreya
Trying to imagine the shit that my aunt rhonda might say

If she was here