Pretty boy bullshit

sling part 5

Master said, get over your
Pretty boy bullshit in shadows
as i licked Tom Finland boots
Sometimes we forget our soul of our feet
Sling riding like Texas cowboys trying to tame bulls in august wind
The seductive, cuz they always want to claim like IRS
Relax he said, the voice in my head
Let him in, the fist
I close my eyes
He don’t look like the porn I just rented but he’s here
I will let go of my pretty boy bullshit
The attract like raping humanity behind lampposts
Fact god wants you to procreate
The first time I realized it was in the grocery store, 12 years old
And it kept happening at department stores like somebody was shopping
Made me confrontational
I was never pretty growing,
But then again I’m always the last to know, the first to use
Sometimes people can be so cold
Diss you cuz the think you are too bold
With your pretty boy bullshit
Pretty can never can teach you how to own your home
Cuz that’s ugly
Trust me
Own your soul
He said, the dying rentboy