Life as a Rapper

Gold and tattoo’s in more places than you know

More gold and diamonds than the women at

Christmas Eve Services

Life as a Rapper

Tits and ass all a glow in my music videos

What have I become a millionaire and

Have no morels.

Children that I might have created and not even

Known

Life as a Rapper

Full of fan’s, wannabes and killers.

Drugs up my nose, in my arm and down my throat.

Party’s, Pictures, Rumors caring around guns

And ooze’s and b’ng cool.

I close the door and lock out the outside world.

Sit on my bed looking at the mirror

What happened to TLP that sung in church choir with no front tooth?

I look and see my teeth are glittering and gold.

What happened to the TLP who wrote poetry?

In 10^th grade.

Wouldn’t my English teach be surprised I don’t

Speak in full sentences.

What happened to TLP?

Where have I gone?

Did TLP leave when his bro was killed walking

To school one day?

I am rich with the gold, fans, and empty-ness with

Family I don’t even know.

Life as a Rapper

Who wishes to turn back time to enjoy the

Summer daze in NYC playing in the water hydrates and eating hot dogs at Co Island and thinking mom was a drag.

Life as a Rapper

Looking in the mirror thinking my life just passed me by.

I need to stop and pick up the phone and call to say hello. I love you, and do you know who I am?

I’m UR TLP, can I come on home?

God when it’s my turn to die, please remember me as little TLP and not me now.