Poetry: Here’s the Situation...
My old lady ain’t never been one to cut me no slack If I tell her I’m going to the store She wanna know what time I’m coming back But that’s okay ‘cause papa ain’t salty You might think that what I’m saying ain’t real, but the president has to sign a bill Just so I can spend a bill – I’m talking about a dollar! Yeah, sometimes it makes me wanna holler but that’s okay ‘cause papa ain’t salty You see… I messed up just a while ago with this sweet, fine thing – age around 24 Man, I thought my game was tight ‘cause I never tried to spend the night But one day… I guess the time was around 4 That sweet, fine thing knocked on my front door Well, she told my ‘ol lady everything including things I said Meanwhile, I’m ducking and dodging the pots and pans flying at my head Man, was I scared! But that’s okay ‘cause papa still ain’t salty I just wish my ‘ol lady would cut me some slack ‘cause I just met this sweet, fine thing – age around 29 that I been dying to get at This is an excerpt from my ne...