but if i do what you tell me to do

i might lose the way i can spit out a simile

like a thousand rainbow skittles and make a

messy swad of spit your daily hit

the way i make your dictionary something like summer

something raw or something that breaks you down

or builds you back up

or makes you cry because you never thought it up yourself

but you always knew it was true

you just had to hear it my way to see whatever it truly deeply

meant

your daily read and my lifetime wonder

and just wait until you see because

i told you so.