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Life Changes

I’m to the point where it’s hard for me to smile let alone grin what’s wrong? Man Shit where do I begin? Issue after issue and these bills they never end. Working all day then driving all night get home wanting love but I have none it’s only pillows in my sight.
But in the streets “it’s all good! Yea what up my nigga?!” Dappin broke dudes hands but in the bank I got “bands”. Can they see it? Nah not by how I’m living no Gucci belts or Balenciaga’s on my feet but I’m gaining weight while they struggling to eat. Because they priorities on E while they clothes stay on “Fleek” laughing at me saying “my nigga you peep Dink? Wearing cardigans and Vans when he used to rock J’s and that nigga barely speak he done changed from back in the days” when really I’m the same my lifestyle just changed grew up to a man because I was tired of playing games. Living from check to check and fighting to gain respect from irrelevant mother fuckers too lazy to make a check but got a lot of say so....talking bout all they know... if they was me....bitch you ain’t me and I’m glad hoe! Got a family now and people who look up to me so I have to be who I’m supposed to not who I want to be by being something no someone stable they can hold on to. Set good examples, try not to cuss even tho that shit hard, own a car and a home with a big back yard. Things our culture feel we aren’t meant to do but if the “white man”can do it..... shit I can too! I mean who in the world gone stop me.......YOU? TRY....

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