SPELL

I LOOK OVER AT MY CELL, KIKI SENT ME A TEXT, SHE WANTS TO COME OVER TO THE HOTEL, SHE'S IN LOVE WITH MY SEWER SMELL. I REPLY BACK WITH MY OWN EMOJI DESIGN, I RESPECTFULLY SAY, DO I NEED TO PICK YOU UP AT 10, YOU STILL FUCKIN WITH THAT LAME ASS FOOL, WHO FUCKS WITH YOUR INTELLECT MIND, KEEP IT REAL, AM NOT FOR SALE. I CAN PICK YOU UP AT THE DELI DOWN ON WELLS, IF YOU CAN STAY IN THE PARALLELS. I TAP THE SEND, I WENT BACK TO THE PEN-N-PAD, MY INTELLECT MIND STARTED TO SWELL, I BEGAN TO YELL, LIKE THE FIRST DAY, I WAS BORN IN HELL. AM NOT BOSSY, SHE'S IN LOVE WITH SAUCY, SHE MAKES MY COCKY, LOOK GLOSSY, HOW SHE FLOSS, YOU GET ME SO FUCKIN LOST, AM IN TUNE WITH MYSELF, I HERE THE BELLS IN MY HEAD SHE CRACKED MY TURTLE SHELL, I SPRAY MY GEL, SHE SAID, MY FLAVOR IS GRAPE JELL, I FELL TO THE BOTTOM OF MY SEWER WELL, WHERE I DWELL FROM HER SPELL. I GET A RESPONSE, KIKI IS WAITIN FOR ME IN THE LOBBY, I SIP SOME MORE OF THAT BLACK SILK COFFEE, I PUT ON MY KHAKI'S, I LOOK IN THE MIRROR, TO DO MY POSE. I TELL MYSELF, AM NOT AWFUL, AM FULL OF JOLLY, CAUSE AM A GLORIFIED BISCIT. SHE ALWAYS TURNS ME INTO THAT CARTOON CHARACTER, THE ROCKY, SHE TREATS ME, AS IF AM A DONKEY, BUT SHE KNOWS AM IN LOVE WITH THAT MONEY. I CALMLY OPEN THE DOOR, THERE'S NOTHIN MORE TO SAY, I DON'T PLAY THAT KISS-N-TELL, I WILL LET YOU FOOL'S KNOW ONE THING, AM HYPNOTIZE BY HER SPELL. AM NOT BOSSY, SHE'S IN LOVE WITH SAUCY, SHE MAKES MY COCKY, LOOK GLOSSY, HOW SHE FLOSS, YOU GET ME SO FUCKIN LOST, AM IN TUNE WITH MYSELF, I HERE THE BELLS IN MY HEAD SHE CRACKED MY TURTLE SHELL, I SPRAY MY GEL, SHE SAID, MY FLAVOR IS GRAPE JELL, I FELL TO THE BOTTOM OF MY SEWER WELL, WHERE I DWELL FROM HER SPELL