King of the Hills

I am a dilapidated tenement in Arbor Hill,
The guttersnipe roaming in Hamilton Hill.

To these societies upon a hill,
Wonders linger:
What hinders me?
No one to confide,
My shoe strings untied.
Going down the hill,
I fall like leaves.

When I fall,
I go back home:
I am a dilapidated tenement in Arbor Hill,
The guttersnipe roaming in Hamilton Hill.

So I creep like TLC.
Pretentious bourgeois elite:
We all made in his image
General will goes beyond your feats,
An Age of Reason: some enlightenment
Look Too Deep, go Beyond Image
and glean who you are inside.

When life throws curve balls, I stay
Straight like the Leaves of Grass
Brash expectations exceed statistics
Back to the drawing board-logistics.
Haters cannot hold me back from greater accomplishments

When I fall,
I go back home:
I am a dilapidated tenement in Arbor Hill,
The guttersnipe roaming in Hamilton Hill.

Envisioning takes paying homage,
Looking them in their eyes, and
I see in your eyes a reflection of me.
Michealin’ it in the mirror
The man sees the dream.

No more understanding,
No more contemplating
No overstatement
I overstand the template:

From the ‘hood we come,
And to the hood we go
I dream a dream to never let go.
Crème de la crème
I rock to the top,
An economic disaster,
His stock flopped

Man in black,
Like MIB Will’in’ his top-down approach
When life’s like the MLB,
Balls curved
I hope no more:
Wills hope his foe.

Although I am
A dilapidated tenement in Arbor Hill,
And a guttersnipe roaming Hamilton Hill
I want, I need.
I want, I need.
I want your heart for love storage.
I need your home full of porridge,
To eat from the bottom of the hill.