ode to a db....
you are small in stature
and smaller in frame,
always overestimating your own fame.
if you were half as smart
as you believe yourself to be
you might be able to converse with me.
but the sad thing is
and it's the worst of all,
your the tree from which your apple has to fall.
see he's a good kid
and deserves a shot,
but to overcome your DNA will be a lot.
so my only option now
is supporting him and being there,
consoling him when he grows your back hair.
now you're threatened and don't want me around
but he likes me and that is true,
and so is this: fuck with any of us again, and i will BURY YOU.
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