Mine All Mine

My lids heavy
 My lid's corduroy
 Size large in my sock drawer, dogs like yetti
 My roots underground like veggies
 My sound crack crowns from the soundbyte, sound type edgy
 'neath it's boxers so my dick can breathe
 On bike seats won't wedgie
 On my TV it's Heathcliff and Claire
 For skincare I still use Keri
 Horn, born way before Blackberries
 My skin like bark
 My bark mad lower than my bite
 My hair'd depart
 Rocked parts early parts of my life
 My throat parched
 Handle bars favorite parts of my bike
 'Cause it matches my grind
 My mindstate's mind over matter
 My mind pays matters no mind
 My mama taught manners
 And my plans just matters of time
 Mmm-mmmm mmm mmm
 My 6th sense keen
 My scenes the existence squeezed between the heard and seen
 My urban streets got rivers and streams
 Burg-undy
 My insurance is WebMD
 My cup runneth over, my tank runneth on empty
 My man pointed out even though there's no "I" in "team" there's a "M" and "E"
 My clique ride deep
 My crib 5D
 My kicks and my tops endorsed
 My bop like a pedulum, back and forth
 The law in my city done got it in for us
 The laws in my city are not enforced
 My 2 cents 'fore I'm sent for
 My lieutenants don't tense up in the forth
 10-4
 Mmm-mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmmmmmm-mmmmmmm-mmmmmmmm-mmmm-mmm-mmmm
 My lips don't flap
 My flames ain't fake
 Ain't no implants or nip-tucked fat
 My idea of success isn't bucks stacked
 My right hand's on my nut sack
 My left hand's on my nut sack, fuck that
 My seatbelt fastened
 My bucket pass at a buck flat
 My bucket list items all scratched
 My limited vinyl's all snatched
 My vinyl's all scratched
 My knot's in my sock since I got more
 Ben Franklins, my bank is my sock drawer
 My top 5's me and my top 4
 My bumper stickers explain what exactly I stop for
 My blood, sweat, tears
 Out my eyes, cuts, pores
 In this rhyme which is mine, all mine not yours
 Mmmmmm-mmmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmm-mmm-mmmm-mmmmmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!