Holiday Poem 1 Poem by Byron Cornell Ford II

Sittin under the mistletoe waiting for a freakdance
No vision to them 'I miss you hoes' not lookn to revamp
Shawty on that Pee, me being HerMan is a wee chance
All my playas that practice know BALLIN! is what we chant
Ima Freak, And?
I Nickname'd her cringer, cuz she follow me like im He-Man
Shoutout to the weedman
damn its been some weeks fam
next time u let that sunroof back burn one for B fam...
(I swear it gets easier, Marvin ain't lie)