hip hop my 1st true love

hip hop
my 1st true love
and i lost
her along the way
i don't know where
she went
to hell and back
like fiends on crack
a rehab needed
to get her
back on track
cuz
stripper songs
is for the
dolla bills
and tip drills
o let's do it
for the
lyrics of
stories
like a
reflection eternal
or how to get by
positive reaches
and flyin high
instead of
seein some
ass for sum
cash
hip hop
my love
i lost  you
along the way
when the sound
of a gun shot
became an artist name
jokers with
ice cream on
they faces
reaching fame like
stripper bitches
makin it rain
like pink wigs
and gaga outfits
and ha ha
autotune
effects
hip hop
just aint the same
hip hop was my
playmate
filling hours in my
room with playdates
and now i
turn on my radio
so
heartbroken &
confused
my ears feel misused
abused
heart battered
from all this
hip hop
that is not.
im sorry i did you wrong
got fancy
thinking
bling
was king
and poppin bottles
was the thing
but now
i see
and he see
and she see
and they see
and we all
see
hip hop was fine
like an aged wine
and now
the bottle cracked
pants was too low
to keep it on track
got damn it
this shit is
wack
def, dope, fresh
never.
ever hip hop
i lost you
like hi tops
and fades
big dookie chains
please just please
hip hop
my 1st true love
come back.

lnd 2011