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Oops September 14, 2006

Posted by poeticjustis in Slam Poetriii.
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So, I was walking down the street

And this guy approaches me

He says, “Ay baby, wassup…ummm”

I roll my eyes, flick my wrist

And gesture with the finger in the middle

But brother’s persistent and doesn’t wanna give up

I say, “ENOUGH!”

Can’t you find some otha chick

To trouble, to “yo baby, yo baby at”

I’m tryna get where I’m going and I can’t be where I’m

Tryna go if I can’t get there cuz some disrespectful, ignorant behind,

Dirty looking brother’s tryna get with me.

Homeboy turned and paused

Licked his lips and smiled

“Damn baby, I just wanted to tell ya u dropped something”

Now sure enough he coulda been lyin

Ya know, coulda jus wanted me to bend ova and look.

So ya know what?

I decided I was gonna let him have it

Let him feel the “wrath” of a black woman

But….hmmphh…when I turned around…….

there was my five dollars in his hand.