A Quest Well Lived

Mayweather flew me out to Vegas to see him fight, sitting in front of Dela Hoya eating hibachi style Benihana shrimp fried rice, getting head from two rich ass dikes, jewelry bright, picture the sun shining at night, rubies moving like blood dripping down a Ginsu knife, couldn’t give it to you if I liked, 4 God blessed me with this life, on the roof of the Taj Mahal, blowing cigar smoke up at the stars, rubber bust copulating with Nicki Minaj, listening to 2Pac against all odds, orangutan features, pink alien creatures orgasms on Mars, her emotions travel on jets-n-spaceships, no more cars, no more barbs, thy phallus left her inner being scarred, I heard a cloud cough, I enjoy the sun, ocean -n- the air, 4 everything else in life cost, Khloe got a camel toe -n- Kim Kardashian got a lobster claw, I like them with holes -n- their jeans-n-their denim raw, we don’t call it sex, we call it when the moon sets, 4 we travel to the unknown, way more mysterious than death, I’ve done it all so I ask myself, what’s next, look at me lying there blind-n-deaf, off an Armani suit double breast, no more breaths, laying there in a casket while people view the best, I’m literally fresh to death, may in peace my soul rest, 4 my life’s been an interesting complicated quest.

Nakameche