Drive It Home Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

oh no...
is catfish a trend?
talking bout now,
not what happened then
All these stupid
B******s is imagining
if you thinking that's
true better think again
Dress ups for those
who like to play pretend
They cop the L's
I'm copping wins
oops... I did it again
I'm getting bread,
stacking tens
oh, is that why,
they mad at him?
call me coach,
they my runners,
so I'm tracking them
I live this life
It's really backing him
like the lawyer on my team
we after them
I sell the truth,
and I link info
Don't like the shade,
you gotta roll
You can fry in the sun
like them other hoes