Jackson Ln.
By chicken in a rich sauce
My grandmother refuses to see me and I don't blame her, she just wants a visit and I'm more concerned about some paper like linens were there for me every birthday, I only eat specific sushi dinners, It's like I forgot those plain pasta evenings because my closet is full of color coordinated leathers reminding me of my ambition gone past sour, got the shoes to match,
I feel like Lebron wearing a Heat Jersey,
Lost for money but I'm a product of the loan system plus my color,
I'm the only hispanic in my building who isn't working security and people still tell me to play the lotto,
I was asked if I wanted lamb meatball catered for my meeting and I got homies who never heard of Oscar Wilde, this shit is stupid.