To My Beautiful Beeeeeee
Walking down Bedford spitting sunflower seeds and vintage Kim, Biggie, or Foxx
Mase, Big L, and the Lox
"I'm feelin' it
96 and foreva'
Rock a block roc-a- _______"
Hold that!
Holdin you tighhhhtttt!
Brooklynbetty.BrooklynBerri.BoyBlue
If anyone ever asks
about the original muse
of my poetic blues
I'll give 'em a Ce finger-point
Directly toward you
My mista'
Original fashion killa'
with her green streak
purple lips
yellow Marrants
or black Chanel's
My Bee been fly since
Signature Coach skippies
and sidekicks
Back in o-six
Those were the days
Mannnn
If June only knew
It was you
he was talking to
On Aim
He would flip out
No doubt
I could never quite figure out
how to talk to boys
Tunnel vision was unheard of
My emotions were
impossible to tame
I learned to have foresight
From listening
to your wise insight
And watching your moves
Half professor
Half poet laureate
You taught me
the unwritten rules
And told me you were proud
When I came into my own
My big sister
And my older brother
Girl-boy
One of our many innies
They called us weirdos
before it became cool
Our stockings were ripped
Jackets adorned in tapestry
Flew to Paris just for patches
Almost burnt our weaves
with Egypt's Shi-sha ashes
You threw up in Ibiza
I thought I was cool
Til' I passed out in Camden
While still holding that damn baguette
Wifi code almost killed us in Amsterdam
But talking about Atlanta
is still
strickly forbidden!
Along with any discussions
About my soggy white Guess shorts
in South Beach
Speaking of
Remember the search for those Labrons?
Sneaker heads
way before Rihanna
put these other girls on
Back when
being mixxy was poppin
Sneaking in VIP
'Cause we were under 21
We just wanted to dance
And recite
Our favorite songs
Take it back to
Bestbuy&Applebee's
You got me that job..
I got you that job..
One hand wash the other ..
we always been the type to weather
the brutalist of storms.
Hot summer days
In the middle of SOHO
Zo made me cry
You were right there
to wipe my eyes
Stranded in Rome
Dead broke
and on our own
We made it baby
Cheers
to the young sh*t
to independence
and
to the absent fathers
that made us strong
enough to fight
our greatest fears
We filled our selves with love
And our glasses
"to the top with Moët."
Mo'green 💚
Mo'C.R.E.A.M.
Wu-tang foreva
You and your gold fangs
Kelis said you did it better
Guess I felt like reminiscing today
Looking at our old ratchet pics
And thinking about how effortless it's always been
for you
to bring me joy
from within
Like the cherry blossoms in DC
warm Hawaiian bread
and anything free
4 words:
She ain't no divaaaaa
3 words:
Iight foot locker
2 words:
banana peel
1 word:
Leeeeeeeeoooooo
Now stop!
Look into my eyes!
No don't look into my eyes!!!
I know I got you laughing
But I'm serious
I wish we had each other in high school
but at 19
God couldn't have chosen
a better time
We were fake grown
You in your red Pradas
Me in my sparkly cowboy boots
We ain't win that popularity contest
But everybody knew
We were the truth
And truth is
I couldn't imagine where I'd be if
I didn't have you.
OMMMMGGGG! That was too illy! Got me walking and reading! You da ish! I love you every one of you lol
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