Tuesday, 22 September 2015

A LONG LETTER TO THE COVEN

See coven, I think I gotta go
And please don't mind my accent and diction
It's the way I talk honestly;
I didn't write this to grace the New York Times
It's only a letter with shitty meters perfect to the ears.

I will be star-trekking to Deneva rather, not Houston
There's this Apocalypse advanced chemistry can handle
Any-ways, those chemistries are personal.

I'm sorry Stella, I know I should have treated you better
I guess I don't know how to define better
than that I never took advantage of the fact you loved me.
You see Stel, I love you a lot but not in the way you think.
I can do 'ninetys' down Downing Street just for you.
We had always been together in life with the same past
And in the dearth we've been strong too together.
You see Stel, Gloria is gone and so is Nolan
So is everyone we ever knew and we have to move on.

Remember that spider that bit me in New Orleans?
That together with your love had changed my life
And Stel, I know you love me
But as King once said "love is personal".
I don't need to return it exactly the way you want it
and you don't have to stop loving me no matter what I do.
Same was between Drey and Joy you know that was his own business
And as you can see you are not in this love mess alone.
As for Rebecca, you don't need to worry about her except I might decide to change my name to Isaac.
She's just a pretty girl I will say 'perfect' in every way
She isn't my doll,
I'm just a little bit hyped with 'pussys and diddles'
so you don't have to be jealous.
Also Stel, I know that shit you did
But it wasn't pretty nice to hack my account to spy my messages.

King I'm sorry if I never cared, but that truth is a lie.
I'm not just a talking type and you've been great
Especially for Stella and I'm grateful that should be my duty.
But I am a man with a little bit of a heightened emotion
And everything is so different now, I hope you understand.
Well pal, I'm sick and you know I cannot be
I'm only sick of that grudge you bear me,
But to be honest it wasn't me who stopped her from helping you.
Believe that or not, I don't give a fuck about what people think of me.

Hey Cul!
I know you've been shredded.
So were you fated or perhaps you've made too many mistakes.
Anyway how are you?
I saw you at Plaza with your new dog buying fake things
And that kinda shopping nauseates me,
Because I would have given you better.
I muse over it though because today I will not drink dregs.
You were just too impatient and lose so you sold ya Ass to Tony
And at that time I was going through changes you never understood.
What's that shit I heard you relocated
And that you relocated all because of me?
Well suits you garbage, block me for all I care
I don't keep up with pretty shitty things that stinks
Especially when they are beneath my class
For you are just an example of how crappy women can be.

As for Victor, the Niggie is improving.
I understand we all have dirty pasts we try hard to hide
and talk about other people's because we know it.
That dude is a darling not a monster
Only someone that gets whatever he wants by whatever means not minding the cost.
We all know such achievements comes shitty and often leave us traitors.
But to err is man and forgiveness is of the Lord.
Nowadays we are like stocked together in chess and in Fifa
And I always win though
Not dissing you buddy...

Leo, Mirac, Nathan and Jack? We are life partners
We all certainly will remain friends forever.

See you in the future coven.
I know some of you will die
Death is inevitable.
Others will end up miserable.
Only few will succeed.
It is left for you to choose where you stand.

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