Drexler McStyles: rhyming is timing

March 09, 2006

I was born on a pay phone
under the oily sign of macrame
I toss smoke through the turnstiles
on the fourth block of Carondelet

braids as long as the welfare
toil in the execution line
we all pass around the box
of Better Times wine

opening biscuits with a spoon
under the swoon of a fan
but without the gravy
its like eating out of a can

the colonial chophouse
where all the duplicates sat
left me out in the cold
no place to hang my hat

seen half of the world
through the bottom of a glass
but I still take the time
to wrap and tap that ass

they say I have talent
they say I have no shame
but as far as I can see
Im still at the top of my game

Posted by Drexler at March 9, 2006 08:43 AM