Jaycee Wilkerson

Rookie (October 31,1985 / Philadelphia Pa.)

Kingship - Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

Summer, fall and spring
Im always up
I can never fall
Because im a king
You can take shot at me
Or you can swing
But my Im a king anthem
Is still gonna sing
Winning is in my blood
Thats why im still laughing
At all of yall scrubs
Kindship for you can never happen
I could win over you
Even when Im slacking
look at you hating
This is so disappoiting
Real roconize real
And yall can never know
How true kingship feels
Dont be mad
Im just keeping it real
My home is the beach
Yours is the battle field
This not a game
But its sorta like chess
The objective is the king
And nothing else matters
So continue to hate
But if this was a game
You have just suffered checkmate

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 11, 2010



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