Category: Ghetto Star: Pleasure & Pain

I didn’t Know

I didn’t know about you prior to you being you and noticing me.

I hadn’t heard of you before you spoke directly to me.

I had never seen you before.

I didn’t know you were an undercover dickhead.

I hadn’t foreseen your consistent dramas and nonsensical way of life, prior to that day.

I didn’t know you’re just a glorified mouthpiece.

I can’t imagine you becoming anything more than you are currently – that is nothing.

The Glass Lift

We stepped into a corner of an envelope. It was glass and went to the top.

I felt afraid because this contraption was familiar but never seen like this.

4 segments with a square shaft, going up and zooming down, all made of transparent glass.

I stepped in after you and we shot up. I feared for our lives.

I stretched my arms out as if my fingers would keep me in place.

At times I thought the glass would shatter and we would fall from the sky, painfully flaying limb by limb as we both fade away and die.

Zeus

Your seed zaps around my womb like a bolt of lightning.

I feel your son stretching every few hours. He will be tall like his father, a mighty warrior grows inside of me.

I’ll give you life.

You are my life.

I love you ZEUS

If I die during childbirth, know that every second with you – was worth US

Lightning rain down with bolts of passion. Unique is unique and that’s my last expression.

Homeowners

‘Unique, why rent when you can buy your own house. Renting is wasted money.’

Unique- so, you own your own house?

‘Yes, I pay £400 PCM on a mortgage.’

HOMEOWNERS

A mortgage is a glorified loan. Don’t lecture me about my money.

You don’t own shit until you own every brick, not 34% of it. Outright ownership, legit shit.

So the next time you wanna preach to me about why I rent. My money is my money and every penny is well spent.

Acknowledge this:

My life is not bankrolled by handouts.

My home isn’t funded by an ex.

My home wasn’t gifted to me because I have a baby.

I’ll always earn my way and pay for my life. I don’t need a man or a fucking mortgage – I’m independent.